Rough Start

We had a rough start on this trip. When we were leaving yesterday morning, we had two flats and the truck battery was dead. It set us back a while.

Since Brock is sick, I drove the whole way to Tulsa. I stopped at a truck stop to fuel up. Usually Brock handles filling the tanks with diesel. However, he was sleeping in the back, so I did it. I don't know if it's because of my lack of experience or my clumsiness, but I showered myself with diesel fuel. I immediately went and changed my pants because it received the bulk of the splash. Then, I tried to clean off my shoes because they are the only pair that I brought on this trip.

I began driving again and noticed that the gloves I used were covered in fuel, so I just chunked them out the window. It helped a little, but I still reeked of fumes. In fact, a couple of people noticed and asked what the smell was. I had to confess that it was me. Diesel doesn't come out easily...once it's on something, it doesn't come off. I didn't have a chance to really shower off until I got back to the hotel room last night.