Amanda knew a way to get to the 1930s, so we decided to go. Lindsy and Danielle heard about our plan and wanted to come too, so we put on our 1930s attire and drove Lindsy’s car back in time…

The first odd thing I noticed were the trains. The trains were boxy, made of brushed aluminum and hard angles. Everything was gritty, as if a volcano had just spilled fine, sticky ash everywhere. There were no vibrant colors. Just the dull gleam of the rails and the trains – the trains had small LED displays next to each door – numbers counting down. The grit was everywhere and even the sky was a dull, sooty haze.

We made our way into town. Ladies wore polka-dotted or flower-print dresses, flowing, casual and exactly what you’d expect in the post-depression ‘30s. They watered the lawns while men went to work in suits and hats with brims, and kids rode their ridiculously old-fashioned bikes in the streets.

I wondered if we were dressed right. No one gave us any trouble for it, but we were wearing jeans and t-shirts and were most definitely out of place. I got panicky as we walked, wondering when someone would arrest, beat, or hang us for being too weird. We all kept cursing casually as we talked, and that almost caused a rich lady to fall down dead as we walked by.

Danielle and Amanda wanted ice cream, and a newsie pointed out the way. When we got there Danielle asked, “What if Kat came home while we were gone? Wouldn’t she be in the past now too?” We all became very agitated, because how would you feel if you suddenly fell into the 1930s wearing raver pants and a playboy shirt, not knowing what the hell was going on? Probably scared and confused, so we had to find her.

Amanda had a friend who lived near by. When we got there her friend gave us a lecture about not parking cars from the 1990s on the streets in the 1930s. People would find it odd. Spaceship car. She showed us that she put it in her garage for safe keeping. The whole neighborhood had a Wonder Years vibe, and I was asking myself how many houses were built with garages in the ‘30s considering there weren’t many cars at all back then when I woke up…