Uh Oh

We were on the way home from Tampa International Airport after picking up Lisa's sister Lori when my low tire pressure light flashed on, and then a minute later my tire blew. Uh oh.

I was near an exit on the expressway, and limped over to the edge of the road. That was at 4 p.m. 3.5 hours later, at 7:30, John from AAA picked me up and drove me 45 miles to Bradenton. 

We parked in the tire place at Walmart, and I hope to get it fixed in the morning. I can't believe that my Dodge Grand Caravan does NOT have a spare tire, not even a donut. I thought that eventually that the lack of a spare would get me in trouble....and it did.

Frustrating, very frustrating.