Well here I am sitting at the DMV for the fourth time in a little over a month. How the heck does this happen? Do you really want to know? Well I decided to buy a truck from out of state...

OK ok, let me tell you how I got to where I am today, sitting on a cold concrete bench, at 7 in the morning, waiting for the DMV to open.

I sold my Toyota Tacoma over a year and a half ago. I was determined to buy another Tacoma as soon as I sold it, but nothing to my liking ever came up. You see, Toyota’s really do hold their value and yes I was being pickey. So a year and a half later I was starting to get ancey.

My “Old” Truck:

One day the exact Toyota that I had been waiting for popped up in Washington! I was so dang excited, but a little nervous to buy a truck from out of state. I have only heard horror stories...

Well, I decided to bite the bullet and make a bonzi trip to Washington. I thought it was the perfect excuse for a road trip and I have so many places in Oregon and Washington that I want to photograph so it was a win win win! I rented a car, left around 4 in the afternoon, and made it to Medford Oregon just before midnight.

The next day was the day! The day I get my new truck! So off I went to continue my adventure. I decided to stop in Salem Oregon for some lunch at my favorite place... Chipotle. After eating my lunch in my car, you see I had to bring Yota with me, I continued on.

Finally, I made it to Washington! I test drove the truck and it was everything I wanted. Seriously so dang excited! So we came to an agreement and I went to grab my wallet and to my surprise it was gone! Like gone gone! Like no where to be found gone!

As I frantically tore my rental car apart I finally came to the conclusion that I had lost it. I traced my steps trying to figure out where abouts it could be and... DING... Chipotle. Yes the Chipotle in Oregon. So I took a deep breath, called the Chipotle, and to my dismay they did not heave it. After hanging up the phone I realized that I set everything on the roof of my car. Yes all my food, my drinks, napkins, utensils, and... dun dun dun.... my wallet. I figured all was lost at this point. Someone probably picked it up off the street after it tumbled off the roof while I dove away clueless. My heart sank. I didn't have any money, any credit cards, or any ID. It's amazing how our entire life is in our wallet. I was in Washington with nothing.

The only thing I had was a checkbook. So I asked the gentleman if he would be OK with me writing a check. I think he realized how freaked out I was and he agreed. Let me tell you there are really amazing people out there!

So I purchased the vehicle with nothing but a check...

After finalizing everything I was on a mission to get to Salem as quickly as I could in order to see if I could find my dang wallet. I figured it was a long shot, but I had to try. Yes that meant that all my Landscape Photography dreams were thrown out the window to be completed on a different trip... but I still had to try to find it.

As I rolled into the Chipotle parking lot I scoured the streets. I went into every store asking if a wallet was dropped off, just fingers crossed that some amazing person turned it in. Nothing. ...

I walked up and down the road. Nothing...

I drove around tracing my every move. Nothing...

The last possible place that it could be was somewhere near the on-ramp to the freeway. At this point I was starting to accept the fact that it was gone. I started to try and figure out what in the literal heck I was going to do and how I was even going to get home.

So I slowly drove down the on ramp watching each side with a hawks eye. As I creeped closer to the highway I knew that it was over. I started to push the throttle to begin to merge and then... what is that?! MY WALLET!!!! There is was on the side of the on-ramp, open, with money and cards all over the place.

It was a miracle - Bessie Young Photography.jpg

I pulled over in a flash, ran out to grab my wallet, and then started picking up all the things. Can you even believe it?! I know to this day I still can't! I found everything except $50 and a picture. Let me tell you I am so dang thankful. As I was walking up and down the side of the highway gathering all my money and all my things all I could think about is God is Good. Like so Good!

So the rest is really history and here I sit at the DMV waiting to register my truck. Yes it's been multiple trips to the DMV, but it's not really bothering me :)

Now, I have a new truck for new adventures!

Bess