In the summer of 2005 Randy and I decided to go on our first road trip together. We were just going a couple hours north to stay at my parents camp for the weekend but it was one of the first really big things that I did once I started overcoming my agoraphobia. Back in those days I had a hard time travelling in cars because I was phobic of being stranded somewhere, even if it was just the mall or grocery store. I was nervous but I remember being really excited too. I made us a lunch so we could have a picnic and we packed up our things and the dog & away we went.
Of course what happens? We ran over a bag full of nails and got a flat tire! I remember getting out of the car in the middle of nowhere and telling Randy that I was going to walk to my parents camp! A couple minutes later I realized I was being ridiculous and calmed right down. We flagged someone down to help us change the tire and all was fine. That's me waiting for help, you can see our doggie sitting in the back seat and (yuck) I'm smoking! (I quit smoking that September.) We had a great weekend & slept under the stars. :)