Last Sunday by friend and I choose a different restaurant to go out and eat. Since this is our once a week outing we enjoy catching up on all our weekly problems and despairs with the way the city has become with the way it is being run. This time she decided I should go to her area(which is about 26 miles away from my house) so since the gov. decided that every Sunday they will open the expressway sans stop lights, it's easy to get to her place in 15 minutes rather than 45 that it usually takes. We enjoyed the food and the gossip between us and then stayed to listen to the Mariachi (Mexican troubadors) for a while. It was great to sit there sipping out little jigger of Tequila and relaxing. People were sitting around us at other tables enjoying themselves, eating, drinking, and laughing. As I looked around me seeing this reastaurant so full of people I couldn't help thinking where was all the depression talks that others keep speaking about. But with the happy music it quickly became erased from my mind.
I took my friend to her house and started towards home but in her suburb the streets have been paved with cobblestones and they try to give the area the aspect of an old colonial village with Spanish homes and cobblestoned streets. I never care for all that rattling that the cars make going over them. But friendship makes you forget things.
So I clunked my way towards getting out of there and taking the hiway back home. As I almost got to the paved road, my car bumped hard into something from underneath and I thought I probably went over a lose rock because I never saw anything obstructing my path. Since nothing seemed to be wrong I got onto the hiway and continued on my way home. As I opened my garage and got into the house I saw that a lot of smoke kept coming from under the hood of the car but since it was dark by now and I had a "nice" feeling from that afternoon, I decided to leave it for the next morning.
Well when I went to see it the next day, the floor where the car stood was flooded with oil!!
I had to call the tow truck and now they tell me it will cost me over $650.00 Dlls. because the Carter( oil pan) was destroyed and when they start the motor they will see if it didn't do any damage to it!!
I know my car is 12 years old with only 50,000Km on it which isn't a lot and in great condition.Some tell me to buy a new one but why should I? It's still runs good?? This was something that was caused by the lack of repairs in the city streets not because the car was bad?? And there's always repairs to be done here. A moment of happiness now has turned into such anguish!!