Me thinking that we were going to get to the train station on time and that I would soon be back in my own bed.
Me pointing at the trash can which was oddly placed in the middle of the freeway.
We had fallen into a ditch and my mother told us to get out of the car after my father tried to get us out of the ditch.
My Father trying to get the car out of the ditch with bad luck, He moved the car into the ditch further than before.
We had waited for 3 hours which was told by saying "Half an hour, 10 minutes, 10 minutes, 10 minutes, 10 minutes, 10 minutes, 10 minutes, 10 minutes, 30 minutes, and then: The man is still North of Sienna." (Forty- Five minutes away).
The man inspected our car related "Pickle" and towed it out.