We got to the dealer at about 8:30 and waited for about an hour to have the right person look at our problems and tell us how long it would be. They said "later" which to me, in auto repair terms, always means, "after five" or however long we can stall. So we found a kennel to take the pets and then went over to Leigh's place.
We spent the day with her looking at potential condos to buy and potential business sites for their wedding photography business, as they are looking for a permanent studio separate from the current loft property.
We did retrieve the Flying Scotsman from Ford, with A/C repaired, a new state inspection, and the tires rotated ... all six of 'em, at about 6pm and battled the traffic back to the RV park ... 4 million people on the road at the same time. People aren't staying home in Dallas/Ft Worth! Here's the blogster with the electronic bug zapper, nuking about 100 gnats that penetrated our home while it sat open in the repair bay at the dealer.
