Without Some Wheels

ETD412 flew out of Nome on Friday. My Toyota RAV4 began its life in Anchorage (or thereabouts) and according to Tom & Flo (previous owners), drove to Fairbanks and back. Then it came to Nome by airplane. That was ten years ago and now in 2008 the RAV returns to Anchorage. In this time it only racked up 22,000 miles, so the car and I continue our 4-year plus journey together. This is Mom with the RAV the last time I saw the vehicle in Nome, at the cargo hangar:It made sense to ship it rather than sell it. The back haul rates from the Bush are pretty good, even with a fuel surcharge tax. It's half the price to fly rather than barge. I had to run the gas tank down to a 1/4 mile of gas or less and we inspected the car for damage. 

Then I decided to mentally revisit some of my Nome-car adventures. We traveled the roads of the Seward Peninsula pretty good:When I first bought the car it was given a special Lebanese blessing for protection! My friend Katie officiated the process for protection and Carol provided unrelated music on her accordion. So far so good!

Next week the car will return to the same highway that heads up toward Fairbanks. My big concern is for its safety upon arriving in the hometown of a Vice President candidate (Wasilla) with an Obama sticker taped in the back window!

Mom has graciously been joining me for my errands and cooking dinners. We also went to a Contra (square-like) dance my last night at the detention center and tomorrow night there is a goodbye party for me and others at a Roadhouse out of town. I've had many wonderful goodbye tokens.

*Amy

ps-kudos to Andy for so easily accepting (it seems) my invasion of things! I haven't received any grief for that Kaboom! in the spare room. Not only will we integrate our stuff but I come with lots of hair--that stuff gets everywhere!