And YOU Thought Wheaton Was Backwoods!

Today, I was begining my 40 minute drive home when my "low feul" light came on. Ding ding ding! and I was about 10 miles away from the next exit, of which I would then have to turn around and go back to my office where there is a gas station near. Or-I could just charge on, and hope that one of the towns I pass on my way home have a gas station. (Even though they don't look like much from the highway. There's got to be more to what I see right?)

Driving into town A, I seriously thought I was driving into a Stephen King novel where I'm going to get kidnapped and murdered if I get out of my car. The houses were all very pretty. All 20 of them. The streets were all gravel, and the one I turned down to take me to "main street" took me to a road that was wide open to a field with one building there. Two guys without shirts on were working on a new piece of construction right next to the building that had the "Gas" sign. And next to a lonely old pump was another sign that said, "pay inside". That sign was pointing to a side door on the old building that would have taken me out of the view of the only two people I saw in the town. I kept driving.

I'm seriously on E now and I come into town B. Sign says, "Historic Fort Ambercrombie 1 Mile". So I figure, historic site, there has to be a gas station near there! So I drive up their "main street" and find a body shop with two pumps. Old fashioned style. It's at this point that I realize this place isn't going to take credit cards, and I carry no cash with me. I also have no checks. Luckily, for some fateful reason, I had a five dollar bill in my wallet. So I filled up with my 1.3 gallons of gas, and headed on my way home. Luckily I have three credit card taking gas stations right next to my house, and bonus score! Gas prices are down to $3.69!