I stepped into my moving truck and couldn't believe what I saw.
As I stood in the lobby of the UHAUL store near my apartment, the realness of my situation hit me pretty hard. I was renting a truck that I was essentially putting my entire life inside to move a few states away. I bought some boxes and such while I was there, but you can't put your friends in boxes; they had to stay behind. I signed the paperwork and headed outside to my glorious 10 foot chariot. Hoisting my body into the truck much too big for me, the first thing I locked my eyes on was the lack of a CD or tape player. Crap. This was going to be a long 9 hours.
I didn't sleep much that night, partially because I'm a last minute packer. When I got out of town for vacation or whatever, I always pack just before leaving, unless I'm away for a month or more. Since I was leaving town indefinitely, I started around 10:00PM the night before but I didn't load the truck until the next morning. Some friends helped me out, we said our goodbyes (well, “see you later”s) and I set off on the open road alone, headed to New York.
The monotony of Interstate 76 set in pretty quick. I was chain smoking to keep my mind occupied, finding amusement in the simplest of things. For a very aurally focused person, the ambiance of moving truck hum was extremely unpleasant and the smoking was done solely to grab hold of the minute amount of relief it provided. Anything to distract was welcomed with open arms, or lungs.
Somewhere in Pennsylvania, west of Philadelphia, I needed to stop for gas. I was over halfway there, but I was not looking forward to the remaining driving time. I couldn't get there nearly as fast I could before since I wasn't too accustomed to driving such a large vehicle. While I was making the decision between Sbarro and Roy Rogers, I overheard someone thinking out loud.
“Man, I really need to use the bathroom, but I don't want to bring my Griffin RoadTrip iPod FM Transmitter in there because I have this eccentric phobia about bringing electronic devices into bathrooms. I'm going to leave it on the table here, I sure hope no one takes it while I'm gone.”
He put the transmitter on a table and went to the bathroom. I decided I would eat at the next rest stop, left the line for Sbarro, grabbed the transmitter and bolted. I hastily ran to my truck, started the engine and drove furiously to the next rest stop. It wasn't until I was contently filled up with the best chicken McDonald's had to offer that I realized I didn't own an iPod. Oops.
Product Features:
High powered FM Transmitter
iPod auto charger AND a convenient iPod cradle
Removable transmitter module that can also broadcast music from a Mac or PC
Makes enjoying an iPod or iPod mini in the car convenient and easy
Plugs into any auto power outlet or lighter adapter and provides an adjustable cradle to charge and hold iPod (charging function may not work on newer iPods)
Transmitter can then be set to broadcast iPod's music to any FM frequency
Backlit screen shows which frequency RoadTrip is currently broadcasting - and can easily be adjusted via buttons located directly on the front of the unit
Audio is transmitted through the connected dock on the bottom of iPod
What You Get:
Griffin RoadTrip 4030 iPod FM Transmitter
Factory Recertified
90 Day Warranty. more
