So this happened when we were in Oklahoma last week, en route to Michigan from our little trip to Texas.
Angel and I were wrapped up in some conversation when suddenly we heard a very loud rumbling sound. "What is that?!" I yelled, as Angel hit the brakes and stopped the car on the shoulder. "Did we just get a flat tire?" I asked when we'd stopped.
We got out of the car, and sure enough, the tire was shredded. It was very, very flat.
I stood in the grass, far away from the car and the highway, and took pictures while Angel dug into the car for the spare and jack, and very speedily changed the tire. He finished up just as a few raindrops started sprinkling down on us.
That's what the clouds looked like. No wonder I was a wee bit worried about getting wet.
About an hour down the road we found ourselves a small town and drove around till we found a tire shop (we had no GPS on this trip, so there was no handy-dandy device for searching the locations of nearby tire shops). They were able to repair the tire very quickly (by repair, I obviously mean replace...that's not really the kind of damage that can be fixed with a patch...), and we were back on the road--the whole adventure only added about 2 hours to our time on the road, and for that we were very grateful!
This was not our first flat tire, but it was our first actual blow-out, so it was a little scary at the time. Looking back now, Angel and I have had so many car adventures on long trips--from the slide-off that happened when we were on our way to Texas in December...to the transmission that died while we were in Chicago last year...to the flying brick that hit our front fender when we were driving on the highway in Minnesota a few years ago. We were grateful for our safety and for a comparatively small car drama this time, and it makes Angel all the more eager to no longer be a car owner in the near future.
It seems to me that vacations are a magnet for car trouble. Has this been true for anyone else? Even when I was a kid, our family vacations often involved car trouble of some sort. I remember sitting in a McDonald's awaiting a tow truck on a trip to Kansas...squeezing into a regular sized taxi with my mom, my 5 sisters, and the taxi driver in Malaysia when the motherboard quit on our family car...having a vacation to Florida canceled because the motorhome wasn't starting...ahhh...memories!
I want to know if this happens to everyone--I suspect it does. Because although I know that my family and I are adventure-prone...cars are cars, and I expect that they can be ornery everywhere. Tell me your worst car trouble story--bonus points if it happened while you were on vacation!