After spending the next days in a flurry of unpacking and trying to get everything organized and feeling homey we were finally able to slow down just a little bit.
We needed to go to town to get some groceries. It was too far to use a horse and buggy and impractical as well since the only option to get to town involved around five miles of traveling on a four lane highway. There was an option to hire one of the local people who did taxi work for the Amish but since all the Amish in this community used their tractors for transportation during the week we did as well.
Most of them had an ugly trailer made out of an old pickup truck bed with some type of cobbled together top to hitch behind the tractor for the women and children to ride in. A few had a cargo trailer with a little window in one side and others had a cattle trailer.
We didn't want an ugly homemade type trailer, but since we hadn't bought a cargo trailer yet that left us with the last option of using our little cattle trailer. We weren't sure how this would seem but rather than spending money to pay someone to take us to town we decided to give it a try. LV swept the trailer out nicely and placed a comfortable recliner rocker in it for me to sit on and then we placed the children's carseats in it after we were all settled in LV jumped on the tractor and we were on our way.
The trailer was bumpy and the tractor was noisy as we bumped along the shoulder of the four lane all the way to town. Arriving at the place we wanted to do our shopping LV parked as far away from the store as possible and came back to open the trailer door for us to get out. We both had never felt so humiliated in our life. There is no way to feel dignified to have to step out of a cattle trailer in the middle of town to go shopping.
We did our shopping and hurried back home. We weren't sure we could repeat that scene anytime soon and decided that the next time we need to go to town we would hire someone to take us.