A Diary of a Missionary: Today's Adventure.

I know it's not Sunday yet, but I just HAD to share this little story that happened today. I warn you, either you will be laughing hysterically, laugh a little bit (maybe a giggle), or just smack your hand on your forehead.

Well here's what happened.

I was staying at my grandma's house and we were trying to figure out what to do with the day, so the thought came to me that we should go to Salton City, so I could take pictures of the mysterious sea in the middle of nowhere. So I took a few pictures of the dead fish lining the shore of the Salton Sea.

Yes it was quite creepy. So I looked around to find an abandoned house to take pictures. We drove around for a little while when my grandma and I came across this place.

Sweet! An abandoned house! So we tried to find a way over to them. My grandma told me to off the side of the road since the truck I was driving was an off roader, so she directed me around some telephone poles to get to the dirt road. We saw tire tracks, so we figured it was safe, but the unthinkable happened... I started to slow down and there were poofs of dust coming from the back end of the truck. Oh you have got to be kidding! My back tires had sunk into the soft dirt that looked harmless! The picture above has soft dirt, but it does not look soft at all! So...we were stuck.

So as you can see, the back tires are pretty much half way in stupid soft dirt. Here's a close-up.

My thoughts? "Why did I have to come here?" and " I am never offroading in Salton City again!"

The truck was pretty darn stuck, and I tried 4 wheel drive too! But alas! That did not work either.

Soooooooo out of boredom, I took a few thousand pictures of myself, I'm only going to post two.

There are those crazy granny glasses for the special occasion!

so sad:

So I had a cellular device and tried calling AAA, but of course I did not have any stinking reception...BECAUSE WE WERE IN THE MIDDLE OF FREAKING NOWHERE!

So we asked a very grumpy Canadian, who was sweeping his driveway, if we could use his phone. "*humph* Fine, I'll be right back." He went into his house with a slam of the door and came out with a cell phone. "It's a Canadian area code." He said with a humph again. So grandma got a hold of AAA and then we left the Canadian to sweep his driveway again.

The AAA people told us that it was going to be an hour until someone reached us. UGH! A whole HOUR??? Luckily, we only waited twenty minutes.

So I ran back to the truck to see where the hard dirt was so the tow truck would not get stuck as well. I turned around too late and the tow truck got a little bit stuck in dirt. Definitely not as much as we did.

So he got us out by letting some air out of our tires so it would create a snow shoe effect! Brilliant! I wish I had thought of that earlier... Here are the pictures of the soft dirt trap!