I'm In a New York State of Mind.

Good morning from the top of the country.... Buffalo, N.Y.. What can I say, other than "Toto, we're not in Kansas anymore." We pulled into General Mills late and spent the night in the drop yard. That was just fine except, um well there were no bathrooms. You guessed it.... Mark says I'm a real trucker now.

We went from one General Mills location to another General Mills location, 2 miles down the road. We were picking up a load going to  Social Circle, Georgia. With Buffalo being a port of entry, security was strict. Standing at the counter, with 1 inch glass between us and the staff, we listened to the many dos and don'ts we were to follow while on the premises, as well as show so much identification that I was worried they were going to ask me for my first born grandchild. We all know THAT would not happen.  If i had to chose between being on the truck with Mark, or giving up Gus... well... sorry Mark.

After dropping the trailer we had and picking up the trailer waiting for us, we were ready to go back thru security and head out.  In the moments that followed, I learned that it IS possible to squeeze an 18 wheeler between a building wall and a moving train, with VERY LITTLE room for error.

I also learned that if you are a great driver, which did I mention my trucker is one of the best, it is also possible to make a 270 degree left hand turn in an 18 wheeler, with nobody or no property getting hurt. WHOOT!!  I love my trucker.

The leaves are starting to turn their beautiful reds, yellows, and oranges. We will be  heading down along the Allegheny Mountain range. Hopefully we will have a front row seat to the beauty of God's handywork.

Who knows we might even stop in North Carolina and see Mark's mama.