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We had a day.
Jun. 17th, 2009 04:38 pmYesterday, after spending the early afternoon at the Mayan Adventure waterpark hotel (kinda cheezy but we had fun), we decided to have lunch at the hotel restaurant. When the time came to pay, I discovered that my bankcard was AWOL. After some dithering, we decided it must have been left at Leona's the night before. Called them up, and yes, they did have it. Whew! After lunch--about 3:30pm, we got in the loaded van and I drove off through the pouring rain.
About seven miles from our destination, under an overpass, we felt an enormous jolt as one wheel rode right into a pothole the size of a Ford Escort. Immediately, the car starts shaking and we hear the tell-tale ka-thunk sound. As soon as possible I made my way to a parking lot for a visual assessment. Rear passenger tire is completely off the rim, and has two big gashes in the sidewall.
Time to call AAA. Half an hour later, the nice tow truck man comes, changes out the destroyed tire for the donut spare, and we're on our way again. We decided to head for Leona's and try to find a tire place along the way. Occurs to me a little later that tire places close before restaurants. But a few minutes after that, I spy "Just Tires" and we pull in.
Wait another 40 minutes or so, and now we have a brand new tire. Twenty minutes more, about 7 pm, we're at Leona's (traffic was nasty by this time, as rush hour had started some time before. But I got my card back, we got ourselves some Lena Cakes as a prize for the distress, and off we went to Chris and Rob's, arriving, still in the pouring rain, about 8:15pm.
About seven miles from our destination, under an overpass, we felt an enormous jolt as one wheel rode right into a pothole the size of a Ford Escort. Immediately, the car starts shaking and we hear the tell-tale ka-thunk sound. As soon as possible I made my way to a parking lot for a visual assessment. Rear passenger tire is completely off the rim, and has two big gashes in the sidewall.
Time to call AAA. Half an hour later, the nice tow truck man comes, changes out the destroyed tire for the donut spare, and we're on our way again. We decided to head for Leona's and try to find a tire place along the way. Occurs to me a little later that tire places close before restaurants. But a few minutes after that, I spy "Just Tires" and we pull in.
Wait another 40 minutes or so, and now we have a brand new tire. Twenty minutes more, about 7 pm, we're at Leona's (traffic was nasty by this time, as rush hour had started some time before. But I got my card back, we got ourselves some Lena Cakes as a prize for the distress, and off we went to Chris and Rob's, arriving, still in the pouring rain, about 8:15pm.
