What we wanted to do on Friday was drive to visit MIL, so DH had pulled the car out of the parking garage and parked it in front of the house when I came home from work. There it stood-
and in front of it-
ARRRGHAIN-
another big puddle of something greasy.
Turned out the radiator they had just built into our car was defective, and the coolant had all but seeped out.
So, phone call to MIL that we weren´t coming, and then, after refilling the coolant, on to the repair shop. Luckily, the shop where we had our car repaired some weeks ago is part of a nationally operating chain, and luckily, they have a repair shop in our city, too, so we had the replacement paid for by the warranty on the first repair. They even had the right part on stock, so we got our car back the next day.
Only to find that now the AC doesn´t work any more, so we´ll be back with them next week to have them finish the repairs...
Sometimes it feels as if someone out there was out to get us.
Then again, had that happened while on the road we´d really have been up s***creek without a paddle, so I guess we were still lucky.
Strangely, I´d still prefer not needing that kind of luck. Oh well.
Julia
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