Stranded at the Gulf Station
Chris, Bonnibel and I were driving the truck back to the commissary Friday afternoon. We stopped to fill the truck with gas and propane. A huge moving truck was blocking the propane-filling station, and it wasn’t going to move for 45 minutes.
We were stranded at the gas station.
At least it was a beautiful day. A couple of people came by and asked what we were serving. We almost opened back up and started service again. Instead we ate ice cream from the gas station.