Car problems

On the way to the airport to pick up Bill and Connie, the car started to play up. It sounded as though it was miss-firing on one cylinder. The problem was intermittent so we managed to get them home okay.

After arriving home the engine light came on so the next day, off we went to get some repairs.

We ended up in the same place where we got our muffler fixed. The guy didn’t speak English but there was a couple from Alaska and she spoke fluent Spanish so she explained our problem.

The young mechanic told us to pull the car in and then used a laptop computer to check the error codes. He lifted the hood of the car and pulled one plug. After fiddling about he indicated that he needed to go for a road test. So we sat and waited…and waited. He was gone a long time.

Rosalie and I amused ourselves with pure speculation.

“Perhaps he’s gone to find a garage that can fix it.”

“No! he’s picking up the wife and kids.”

“I think he’s running a taxi service.”

“Perhaps he doesn’t even work here and our car’s been stolen.”

We seem to find many ways to amuse ourselves, Rosalie and I. We find the funny side of most things.

A little later we saw him across the highway dropping off another guy, (??) who came over to the garage, picked up a motorbike and took off. And still, we waited!

He finally showed up and after a phone conversation with a lady who spoke English, he said he had possibly fixed the problem but wanted us to drive around a lot and see if the engine light came on again to bring it back. He didn’t want payment and trusted us to come back the next day to pay him.

After driving to Barra and back twice the car seemed fine so today we went back and paid the guy.

Our second trip to Barra was amazing. Watch for the blog.