It all started with a red trailer from Fred Meyer, some plywood from Home Depot and a whole lotta stuff. Completing the ensemble was a maroon 1980's Datsun 200sx and two college kids who had no idea what they were getting into. "No problem, we'll just drive strait through from Mukilteo, Wa to Phoenix, AZ". "The car is reliable and the trailer is brand new, what could possibly go wrong?"....   I guess the answer to that is “plenty.” It started with the trailer assembly, which was no small feat since it came in a box of about a thousand pieces and had more hardware than the audience at a Puffy Daddy concert. After a couple days working with another friend piecing together the trailer, I stood back to marvel at the beauty of a 4’ x 4’ x 8’ plywood box on wheels. Hook it up, time to move. As always, packing took considerably longer and more space that originally calculated. Why can’t guys do anything that doesn’t take at least fours longer than their most conservative estimate? After staying up most of Sunday night packing, we managed to shoe horn most of my things into the trailer and hatchback of the ...