Monday, September 17, 2012

life is a highway

So last night I made a somewhat spontaneous 2 hour road trip up to Charlottesville for my best friend, Kelsey's, 21st birthday. We had been discussing this plan since summer, and luckily it all came together last week so that Katie and I would be able to meet up and stay with Kelsey at UVA for the night of her 21st.

Although the trip was short, we had an amazing time celebrating with Kelsey and her friends! We hung out at her apartment for awhile before heading to "the corner" to celebrate in true UVA fashion. And of course, we ended the night with cheesy bread. Katie and I were just so glad Kelsey had such a good night!

The true test of the trip, however, came this morning when I woke up and headed to the parking lot to get my car and hit the road back to Tech. As I was pulling out of my parking spot, a woman stopped me to tell me I had a flat tire. I had no idea what to do. I was in Charlottesville. Katie was already back at JMU. Kelsey was in class. So it was just me and the parking attendant.

Although this all may seem to be completely unlucky on my part...especially as a Hokie in the middle of Hooville, there was a lot of positive and good luck in this unfortunate event. Luckily I was warned of this flat tire before I got on the road. Luckily Jesse (parking attendant) was willing to help me change my flat tire. Luckily I had a spare tire in the trunk. Luckily I wasn't in a rush to make it back to class.

I do not want to point fingers or put blame where it may not be deserved, but there is something suspicious about my car's front tire going flat overnight in a UVA parking lot when my car is clearly marked as a Hokie girl's. At first...I'll admit it...I was furious. Why would this happen to me? Why today? Who did this to me? But I gathered myself and my frustrations, and Jesse (a UVA graduate might I add) changed my flat tire despite his preconceived "I don't know how I feel about doing a Hokie a favor" attitude.

And before I knew it, I was ready to head back home to Blacksburg. As I started driving, I got to thinking about all of the good I had already seen today. Sure enough, there are nice people in Charlottesville, and all over the world for that matter, that are willing to help without recognition.

The more I though about it, the more I realized just how much I needed this trip to visit my best friends for 12 short hours. I needed to be tested with a flat tire in a place where I knew no one. And I needed just a few hours to drive and think. To put all my worries away and to not be able to do anything for a short while.

Life is a highway, my friends. Enjoy the ride!

1 comment:

  1. “Although this all may seem to be completely unlucky on my part... there was a lot of positive and good luck in this unfortunate event.”--- I think it’s what matters most. You have to remember that even if you happen to have an awful experience, you have to be grateful for the good ones. I think, you were lucky to be there, especially that there was someone who’s willing to help you fix your tire. Life is indeed a highway, Christine. Enjoy the ride, always! :D

    Rita McCall