Well, the old Explorer pretty much kicked the bucket on the ride back from Vegas this weekend. I think it started with the 3 hour creep through 5 miles of traffic approaching the Hoover Dam. The transmission never really recovered from that. Luckily, we were able to limp back to Winslow with minimal problems.
This morning, we were off due to an 'administrative' day in the clinic. It gave me a good opportunity to take the truck in for a check up at the local Ford dealership. As it turns out, my transmission was deemed, "hosed." That's layman's terms for $4500 to repair one part on a car that's worth less than $2500.
So now I'm scrambling trying to figure out the vehicle situation. I don't trust the Explorer to make it to Denver (which would be the best case situation), but I'm having a difficult time dealing with the local Winslow Ford Dealership who obviously think they have a sucker in-hand. Any advice would be well appreciated.
In other news, tonight was Bingo night! Mike, Jo, Julie, and I spent a few hours down at the bingo hall having fun and eating cake. Mmmmmm...cake. I still didn't win in bingo, but came much closer. Maybe by next week I'll finally win something! I guess it all evens out for the good luck I had in Vegas.
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