No time for breakdowns
Don’t you just love it when your car breaks down? It’s happened so often in the last few days that I’m ready to get a new one. Only one problem. We can’t afford to. It our only car and if we don’t have it, we can’t get anywhere. The problem with living in remote areas of the villages, you need a car.[ad#ad-1]
My husband thinks he’s diagnosed the problem. We have a crack in the pipe between the coolant and the engine. At least, that the glaringly obvious diagnosis. Whatever else is wrong remains to be resolved after this issue is. Unfortunately, we can’t get the part for him to fix it himself. However, our local mechanic thinks he’ll get it in by tomorrow. Thank God for trustworthy local mechanics.
In the meantime, the mechanic has wrapped the crack in duct tape. We Americans fix everything with duct tape, so we couldn’t laugh at his methods. We’re also carrying extra gallons of water in the car. It’d be so easy if we didn’t have to drive everywhere. I guess I should be glad we’re expecting rain.
