Coup de Grace

So, as a few of you have already heard our trainer decided to leave us with a parting gift. The day before we were going to test out, he pooped his pants (seriously) in the driver seat (seriously) and then continued to drive for a few hours (seriously). We only discovered that this had happened when he announced he had gotten diarrhea, we heard him scrubbing the driver seat, and we found his poopy pants on his bed (seriously).
We also discovered that he had been storing his pee that entire time we were out. Yes, that is a jug of his pee and yes we verified that with him. The part that really gets me, is the fact that even though we told him that was gross, the jug was even fuller the next day. I guess he waits until it is full before he throws it out, saves time I suppose.

Sorry for the wait....

Okay everyone we finally have access to the internet!! So, these are not all the fun stories but we will try and get everything up over the next few days.

This is the video of our trainer singing Karaoke. Apparently karaoke (or Karokee as he pronounces it) is his one true passion. He had a CD and a DVD of some of his previous performances that he liked to show everyone who stepped onto his truck!

Still figuring this whole thing out...

Okay so we are still getting used to this whole blog thing! We accidentally posted that last post with just the pictures. So, we will tell you a bit about them! The top picture is of the dash in our truck and yes the woman on the left is our trainer's wife. You may notice that she is only wearing that denim shirt and in case you were wondering, those are her naked boobies hanging down to her knees! The woman on the right isn't really too interesting we just thought it was funny that he had them both on his dash. The bottom picture is our home for the time we are in training. It is about 3' x 7' and is at the top of the truck above the other bed. We have two cubbies to put our clothes and food in and a tiny bit of space in the fridge. Is that enough space you ask? Why no, actually, it is not! Our trainer is a simple man, originally from Nebraska, currenty living in Oklahoma. He is an expert on just about everything and is obsessed with karaoke. He even has a DVD and a CD with songs he has sang at karaoke. He likes to "sing" along with the radio and by sing, I mean mumble with the occasional word yelled out. He is a nice enough guy according to Peter who just laughs and goes along with it but I am working on my breathing techniques. So far we have driven through Colorado, Texas, Arkansas, Oklahoma, Tennessee, Illinois, Indiana, Wyoming, and Nebraska at least I think that's all of them. We are having a good time but can't wait to be done with training and on our own. We love you all and miss you a ton!!!

Mingling with a "Higher" Class

This is how excited we were waiting for our next bus in Vegas...

Notice the riff-raff in the background, they were all over! Exhibit 1: A drunk Navajo man sat behind us from Salt Lake to Vegas. He felt a "connection" with us and tried to sell us vacuums as we were trying to sleep. He finally leeched onto someone else and left us alone. Exhibit 2: Just outside of our destination, the bus driver flipped the lights on and announced that the pungent odor we were all smelling was, in fact, weed. He then explained Greyhound's policy that anyone caught smoking on the bus would be arrested. The stunned look on the face of the stoner exiting the bathroom gave him away. We prayed that the driver would wait to pull over until we reached our stop since it was already 11:00 and we were scheduled to arrive at 9:30. Thankfully he waited and we were blessed to witness the hand-cuffing of the pot smoking pooper! Thus concludes day 1 of our most triumphant voyage!