I'm getting back "in the groove". I jumped up on that Southwest Freeway this morning in my car as though I did it every day. Now, to get on that freeway, one must almost go from 0 to 60 in three seconds to prevent being either hit from behind, or either side, as they have the entrance and exit ramps almost simultaneous. It is a death wish, I promise. It definitely makes your heart race.
My mission - to get one tire to replace the blown out tire and to get a new cell phone to replace the 8 year old one. The battery was not charging well any more. Now, that's only two things so that seems doable. Heck, I can do three things in San Miguel in a day without losing my mind.
Oh brother! They have a "hand off" system at AT&T. The person who greets you and asks your needs, he hands you off to the second person who asks the same question who hands you off to the young, newly hired person who has no clue or personality to deal with much of anything. And, I'm being kind. It is not within their mental grasp that you don't want the fanciest, most expensive or complicated phone. It wasn't til I finally said, "I want a replacement that doesn't cost anything", twice, that dawn struck. So now I have a cell phone with hot air balloons swimming around on the screen that does more stuff then the Space Station that NASA has. It can even check my emails , if I knew how to do that............(I need not even mention, to those of you that read this blog often, that that will happen the day hell freezes over). To be honest, I couldn't even figure out (a) how to call a number, or (b) how to answer a call and had to ask a man at my next stop to help me. What ever happened to "plain vanilla" stuff? Although I was assured that my plan had NOT been changed because I have no roaming charges in Mexico or the USA , my new charge is $20 US less per month then it used to be........I give up.
Then on to the Discount Tire place where the good news was that the blown tire was worth $100 and a new one is $121. The bad news was the right front had 4/23rds tread left, which in my mathematical but unknowing brain, sounded not so good. So, two tires later for almost the price of one and waiting one and one half hours for the completion of that deal, I moved on.
The car was covered with road crud, beach sand, and assorted bugs. I wish you could have seen the haughty look on the guy's face when I told him I wanted a "basic" car wash. Total disbelief.
Ahh ,but the saving grace was the guys cleaning the cars. All Mexicans. One noticed my holographic sticker and in Spanish wanted to know where I was from. When I told him Estado de Guanajuato and then San Miguel, he rolled his eyes and appeared to swoon. It made me laugh out loud and made my day.
I jumped back on the freeway, just a little bit slower and a with a bit of a smile left on my face.
Get ready for a big laugh. Tomorrow I'm dragging my brother to Fry's to help me buy "electronic stuff". Of course, being a "girly girl", I'd much rather it be Victoria Secret, but last I checked, they don't sell computer speakers or DVD burners or all the other unknown stuff I need to buy. This WILL turn out to be a hysterically funny chapter in this Houston saga. Stay tuned.