This is the lovely field we ended up in.
My father-in-law pointed out that I didn't post pictures/story of our little car wreck incident back on August 13th (Friday the 13th).
We were going on a little one night camping trip and we were on a long straight road in the middle of nowhere, 2 hours north of our house.
We were admiring all of the huge, old barns. Brandon looked back at the road after staring at a barn and he saw a car stopped in the middle of the road in front of us, waiting to turn left.
He slammed on the brakes, and we skidded for about 50 feet before hitting into the back right side of the black car you see on the side of the road. Brandon told the police officer that he had been looking at the barn and not paying attention. The police officer said since Brandon had told the truth, he wouldn't give him a ticket. No one in our van was hurt, just a little shaken up. A 88 year old grandma in the other car had a huge goose egg on her head, but hadn't even realized she hit her head on anything. She had to go to the hospital.
The rest of the day was long and exausting. The police officer took us into town. From there, the closest place to rent a car was 45 minutes away and we had no way to get there. There were no buses, taxies, trains, planes or anything else to get us out of town. Finally, Brandon called the guy who towed our van and he was kind enough to leave his daugher-in-law's birthday party and give Brandon a lift to the car rental place. Brandon took the boys with him and Julia and I wandered around Mayberry for 2 hours until Brandon came back with a rental. Then, we had to go to the wrecking yard and get all of our camping stuff out of the van. We were so happy when we finally got home.
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