Hiya, Kidz!
Well, what an adventure I have had! I flew to San Antonio last Thursday, after much delay and changing of gates and planes, and arrived well after midnight. Then, very early Friday morning hied me to the 911 Auto Shop - a bunch of goniffs - who, nevertheless HAD repaired the motorhome to the extent that I could get in it and drive it off the lot.
Said vehicle gets a whopping 8 miles to the gallon - or a quarter of a tank an hour. I made it to El Paso by 9:30, and slept quick in a Motel 6. Saturday the slipshod nature of the repair work became all too obvious when I heard a sharp BANG and the dials all went to RED, as I was 40 miles East of Phoenix. During the four hours I waited for the tow truck, I gazed in rapt bliss at the surrounding countryside, watched birds, collected and discarded many treasures at the side of the road. I found cleaning products under the sink in the motorhome, and cleaned the passenger side door. I watched a glorious sunset, watched the moon appear, watched stars materialize in a black sky. I wished on stars and talked to my mother.
The $250 towing bill somehow evaporated, once the driver got me to a seven-day-a-week repair shop, less than twenty minutes from my mother's cousin's house. I don't know what happened, but somehow, his dispatcher said it was all covered by AAA - which I know to be false - but I wasn't going to argue!
My cuz came and picked me up, and I spent the night at her beautiful house in Scottsdale. In the morning another cousin came over, and I read Tarot for both of them. Then back to the shop, to find out that a "new" belt and "new" hose had both quit; and that there were several items loose and banging around under the hood. Belt and hose replaced and loose stuff bolted down, I got on the road again at 3:30 - sucker ran MUCH better - and got to Simi Valley at 11:30.
I had a great time - and would do it again! I am a person who craves adventures, and this satisfied my appetite, I tell ya!
