Did I Mention New York?: Part One
Every year, MC students get a day (yeah, just a day) off for Fall Break. (It’s actually a very touchy subject because some schools get two weeks off, but I digress.) This year, my friends and I had planned to take a trip to Massachusetts to go see the home and grave of Poet Emily Dickinson, as well as visit Walden Pond. As fall break grew closer, it seemed like that trip wasn’t feasibly going to happen because of an outstanding number of logistical and financial hurdles.
Monday Night. I came home to find my suite mate, Sheryl, and her cousin, Shenelle, sitting and talking in the living room. After a little bit, they started asking me questions about the Boston trip, and I told them that I didn’t think it was feasible and no one that I liked or wanted to spend 15 hours in a car with was going. Shenelle said “Yeah, you really have to like someone to spend an extended amount of time with them in a car.” After some discussion, Sheryl said that Shenelle and her were thinking about going to New York for Fall Break to surprise Sheryl’s mom. And guess what? They wanted me to go too!
So, we figured everything out: Thursday around noon they would pick up the rental car and grab Shenelle’s belongings from her house. I had an exam that would last until about 3. I’d rush home, make sure I had everything, and we’d be on our way. By Wednesday night, we were all sure that everything was ready to go. New York was mere hours away! Thursday morning we woke up and started singing, “We’re on our way to New York,” a variation of a song that was made up my freshman year when Voices of Praise went to Memphis.
Thursday Afternoon. I took my exam and headed back to the room, but there was no sign of Sheryl or Shenelle. Weird, very weird. I call Sheryl. No answer. Same with Shenelle. I thought nothing of it and decided to finalize my packing for New York. Finally, I get a call from Sheryl who said that the reservation for the rental car didn’t go through. The rental car company had no other Compact or Economy cars on the lot. So, it was time for Plan B. I went online and researched different rental car agencies and put in a reservation for the cheapest car I could. Sheryl arrived and found out that the rental car is nearly double the price of the rental car that we had intended on getting. Unacceptable. So, they decided to go somewhere else. While this was happening, I was on the phone with the original car rental place, and the agent informed me that we could get a Intermediate vehicle for nearly the same amount of the Compact that we intended on getting. So, they rush back, and then BAM! Shenelle had started the rental car process at another location, and upon hearing the price of the Intermediate car, she canceled that transaction. According to her card company, she was not allowed to have to rental car transactions on her card within 24 hours of each other. In other words, there was no way for us to get a rental car, and the trip was ultimately going to have to be called off.
Sheryl and Shenelle came home and were completely and utterly down and out. Sheryl went into her room, grabbed her iPad and her headphones, and crashed out on the couch. She was done. Shenelle and I decided that we weren’t going to let this get in the way of us getting to New York, so we took to our phones. I contacted every single person that I thought would be able to help us – people that were 20 years old with a credit card or 25 years old with a credit or debit card. The entire time I kept saying, “If there’s a will, there’s a way!” I called for two hours straight. No go. No one was available to help us. I was losing my will, and my girlfriends were slowly losing theirs, as well.
At 6:52 pm on Thursday, October 9, 2014, I decided to text our friend, Sara.
- Me: Let’s just drive to NY…
- Me: With your car.
- Sara: Like right now?
- Me: Yes.
- Sara: Are you being serious?
- Me: 1000%. Let’s clean out your car, fill the tank, and drive to NY.
- Sara: Okay sounds good. Meet me at Carnegie and let’s get this done.
Long story short, Sara, Sheryl, Shenelle, and I made it to New York at 9 am the next morning.