This popular song found a new meaning for us this week. We were heading to Dallas, but about 20 minutes northwest of Houston, a car pulled up beside us and was pointing at our trailer. As we pulled over, we noticed smoke! 

We had blown a tire on the mobile baptistery and were running on the rim! Unfortunately, our new trailer did not have a spare tire or a jack! There was an RV dealer close by, but they had already closed. The tire store in town had closed too! Welcome to Small Town USA!

We finally pulled limped the trailer…at about 5 miles per hour…to a truck stop down the road. They allowed us to drop the trailer overnight, until we could get help the next day. We drove back to Houston (the hotel in Small Town USA was pretty rough), and spent another night at the same hotel we had just check out of that morning! We were right back where we started!

The next day, Day's Tire and Auto Center in Waller, Texas, sent a mechanic to the truck stop to fix our tire. He was so kind and helpful. After paying for the repair (and purchasing a spare), we were back on the road!