We may leave
I am glad Donnie is here. I did a lot while he was gone, but I really think he is wired to deal with and understand the auto stuff more than I. Really, it is neither of our forte. But, for instance, they just got the horn working. Woot.
Oh, and anyone who is able to deal with everything life throws at them and take the time to document it gets no respect from me. They must either shirk their duties or have scads of cash, time and stamina. Just this a.m. I was thinking that I wish I could have blogged about my experiences picking up Bertha yesterday, taking it for a test drive with Tong (we both decided that the tech at T&C was too wimpy to try to turn the engine by hand which is why he thought it siezed. I really wish I had the balls and the lawyer to sue the bastards), paying in cash for their services and taking the bus back to the auto shop with $100 bills stuffed in my bra. But I was too busy doing all that shit! And then, this a.m., when I probably could have had the time and had had a night’s rest, I didn’t have internet hookup since I had already shut it off, and the coffee shop down the street w/ wi fi wasn’t open yet.
We have made it about 60 miles! Bertha has not over heated, but she “warms up” a bit going up hills. So we have pulled over just past