I was on vacation this week (Aug 20th).
My girlfriend, Kim and I, headed down to Chincoteague Island, VA.
Last week I had a bad feeling that something was going to happen with my car. For some reason something always happens with my car when I plan a trip.
That weekend I prepared for the trip. Got my bags packed, Maxx was taken care of, and Salem was all set.
Sunday night I packed the car and Monday morning I was up by 4am. I had a 3 hour drive ahead of me. I was driving to Kim's in CT and then we were heading out from there.
When I was all ready to leave I couldn't find my keys. I looked all over and then thought if I even brought them in with me when I came home.
There they were in the car..... Brilliant move Einstein.
OK, now I packed the rest of my bags and started my car. I need to top off my gas so I headed to the gas station where I filled up. Unfortunately I left my lights on only for a few seconds (just enough to fill my tank) I get back in my car and wouldn't you know it, It wouldn't start.
The lights worked but it just wouldn't turn over. I called Paul to see if he has jumper cables and he didn't.
Then I called my mom to see if Steve (My brother) had some and could come down and give me jump.
It seemed like an eternity until he showed up. I was getting impatient. and once he started me I was afraid to shut the car off. I needed a new battery.
It was 6:30 in the morning. Nobody was open at the hour, besides I had to get back on the road. I was to be at Kim's around 9am.
So I drive the whole 3 hours non stop.
But along the way I did see some turkeys (HUGE) and a few deer along the thruway. It was just beautiful. I wasn't going to let my car issues put a damper on my vacation.
Something always happens and I'm starting to get use to that. Like I said I had a feeling, intuition, premonition you name it, that something was going to happen before I even headed out.
But I made it and in good time. I reach Kim's about 9:30am.
That was the start.......
Stay tuned for more
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