Quite a bit has happened, so I figured it was time for an update.

The soccer game last Sunday went well. I ended my two game pointless with two goals and (if you count drawing the foul leading to a P.K goal) an assist. We won 4-0. I think we are right around the middle of the league, so we have to win out, I believe, to make the playoffs. I'm not sure who, or when we play this Sunday.

Kim came out after my game and stayed until Tuesday. It was a great, but short trip. We went rafting one day and hit up the town square for some shopping another day. Which is where the next event comes into play. I'll paint the scene for you...


Kim decides she needs to shop and get a few sweatshirts for herself and her boo, Andrew. So we pick up Claire after she got off of work and started to head over the pass. We aren't we just cruising along having a good time singing, laughing, and talking.

It started to sprinkle a little bit, which made me a little upset because of all the luxurious features the truck has, the wipers aren't the greatest.

So naturally, the farther up the pass we head the more it starts to rain. By now it is a consistent, yet not too heavy, rain. We we coming around a bend in the road and all I could see were break lights. A guy two cars ahead of us pulled to the side of the road, parked his car, and darted across the street. That's when we first saw the steaming car upside down in the ditch next to the mountain. Thank god it was that side of the road, had he chose the other side, it would have been lights out.

So anyway, the guy darts across the street and pulls a guy out of the rolled car. By this time, I had already stopped and started my way to assist in anyway I could, already dialing 9-1-1.

When I got off the phone and had an ambulance and squad cars coming and i went to see what happened. Well wouldn't luck have it that I get to use my three (like that's a lot...) years of Spanish from high school. The man in the accident could not speak any English, and no one that had stopped to help could speak any Spanish but myself.

Looking back, I found it interesting that I didn't hesitate speaking, or stopped to think about what I was saying, and if I was saying it correctly. It just happened. And as I heard myself speak, i listened to myself and realized that it was all correct. I chuckle because I'm always afraid I'll screw up "Que paso" when I just want to talk to the house keepers at the hotel.

Sorry, got off track again. Turns out the man fell asleep and drifted into the left lane and the rumble of the rocks in the ditch woke him up. Once he woke up, he over corrected his SUV and put all the momentum on the wrong side of the car and flipped it. He was alright, cuts here and there, but nothing too serious. How I understood that coming from a Hispanic speaking fluently while in shock, is still a mystery to me.

He was on his way to pick up his family in Teton Village and bring them home to Driggs.

Since no one else spoke any Spanish they all faded discretely, leaving me to have to give the report to the Police and translate a few questions they had.

So finally, after around a twenty minute delay, we made our way to Jackson and had a pretty fun day. Of course, it cleared up after we got out of like the second store. The rain was just there to give it that cinema effect during the whole commotion on the pass.

In unrelated news, today will be the last day I drive the truck (at least, that's what is planned). We go the pick up the Trooper on Monday! I'm excited for it, and so are most of my friends. But there are a select few that have grown attached to the truck...... Ahh well!!


Well I think that is about all I have to update, I'll let ya know how the game goes on Sunday.

Hah, now that I think of it, I believe I say that I'll update after my game every week, and I never seem to. :-)


Tucker