I don’t consider myself a person who seeks out adventure or jumps into opportunities feet first. Some people might disagree. Back in October of 2012 I literally had this random daydream about a mobile boutique. One that could come to you and not be tied to one location. In this dream the store was housed in an airstream trailer and I just knew at that moment I had to find one! So, armed with an idea and very little cash I brought this random brainchild to my sister, Amy. She loved it and that’s when this crazy journey began. We looked for months. Searching out the perfect Airstream we could call our own. Then one day in December I found her! A girl in Alabama had her on eBay and she was perfect! We were able to secure the bid but there was a catch… we had to pick her up on January 2 and it was December 31st! So, what does any girl without a truck or any towing skills do? She asks her daddy! My dad is pretty incredible and easily one of the kindest and most loving men on the planet. I didn’t have to sweet talk him long… “Dad, it will be an adventure… cross country with your daughter! Just think about how much fun we can have!” He was in and off we went!
We drove 12 straight hours to arrive in Alabama on the evening of the 1st and the next morning we hooked the old Airstream up and headed back to Texas. It was raining that day and she looked a little sad in the overcast sky but all I could see was her potential. Ollie Mae’s body was a little rusty but in great shape and her interior was a blank canvas ready for a little TLC. I saw a diamond in the rough, dad was not as sure.
On the way home we went a little slower. Like any southern, Bible carrying, gun slingin, red-blooded American we had to make a quick stop on the way home in West Monroe, LA and see the now famous Duck Commander. But why stop there? Dad and I drove into West Monroe on a Wednesday evening just in time for church. We decided White’s Ferry Road Church of Christ was the perfect place to kill two birds with one stone. Praise and Worship and possibly meet some of the Robertson clan. I have to say, it was a great decision… not only did we meet Miss Kay, Jase and Phil but more importantly it was one of the most uplifting and beautiful services I have ever attended. Dad and I were richly blessed that evening.
The following morning we stopped off at Duck Commander and took a few pics before heading back out on the open road once again.
Acquiring Ollie Mae on this road trip was great but the coolest part about it all was the time I had with my dad. The trip itself coincided with a very difficult time in my life and my dad was the best person to have by my side. He allowed me space to cry and talk but mostly we just sat in the silence of the car as he held my hand. I imagine that is what God meant when he referred to himself as father. He is always there to hear our cries, listen to our stories and mainly he is quiet and holds our hands on the journey. I am so excited to see what the future of Ollie Mae will be… I am seeing many more adventurous road trips ahead!