So we left WA....all excited but sad...excited to see our favorite city again...sad to leave everyone we love behind...but we headed down the road...our intention was to make it as far as we could...to Jason that probably meant 5 or 6 hours out of Vegas...to me it was to make it all the way there and then start playing....lol...
God had his own plan for us....
About 5 miles outside of Idaho Falls the car started shaking....and making a horrible sound....I hung on as Jason took the first exit he could find. It was approximately seven...all I could think of was Texas Chain Saw Masacre or Wrong Turn...((Sniffle sniffle...I dont want to die in a small town...and I dont run so I would surely be the first to die))....
Thats when the phone calls started...Jason called Mike....his uncle Rick...Ken....we figured out what was wrong in no time....getting it fixed on a Saturday at 7....not as easy....
We ended up walking down to the local Auto Zone and getting some parts so Jason could fix the part that he knew HE could fix. The guys at Auto Zone were amazing. They helped when we needed help...they laughed and joked around with me as I supervised...and they even let us borrow tools without charge....we couldnt have broken down in a nicer town....(although I did have the inkling to ask them if they had any intentions of chopping me up into little tiny pieces still).
Jason always seems to amaze me...he was in his worst nightmare...so stressed out he was shaking...and yet he seemed so calm...and right at home...it only took him 45 minutes to completely take the front of the car apart and fix it and put it back together....and he did it all while yelling at me to stop taking pictures of him...and the unsuspecting murderers I mean Auto Zone workers....(lol I did tell him that I wanted someone to have evidence just in case we did wind up dead).
Amazingly the second part wasnt very difficult either...well kinda....the wonderful people at Auto Zone had the number of a guy that worked on cars and four wheel drive...so we called him...he couldnt come out on Saturday but he was willing to meet us on Sunday....which means we got to stay at another over priced hotel and wait....
Here is Jason on the phone...looking all stressed out....
Here I am looking overly optimistic about us leaving in the morning....
Here we are after I gave Jason a pep talk about how everything happens for a reason....
And here is my arch nemesis....
Anyone that knows me knows that I am horribly claustrophobic...and this shower looks bigger in this picture then it was in real life....I think I needed valum just to step into it....yuck....
The guy was super nice that they refered us to...The only difficult part of the whole situation was taking off the wheels of the car...turns out your supposed to torque those things to a certain point for a reason....so after about 3 hours of trying to get the wheels off even with an air compressor....they finally came off and the work went pretty fast after that....
I was very helpful again...and stayed out of the way for the most part...and only took pictures when people werent looking....
I only cried once and it was when Jason said he didnt know if it was a smart thing to do to continue on to Vegas....especially because our luck was so bad....but I reassured him that I would stand on the road holding a Vegas or Bust sign if anything happened again....so we were on the road again....
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