A real bad day!
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Thames is only 1.5 hours south of
Anyway, I woke up at 8ish with an aching back, having slept on the contents of my wash bag, which normally sleeps next to me. Walked half hour in search of the nearest toilet, busting for a piss, and when I got back Betsy wouldn’t start. That’s familiar I thought, but I have changed the starter motor! This time it was the battery, completely flat having left the head lights on all night. Great! I walked another half an hour searching for a public phone and trying to memorise where I was, so I could give the AA directions, when by chance I passed a car mechanic, who kindly lent me a battery booster.
Got Betsy going and decided I needed cheering up, so I wasted some petrol (I had to in any case to recharge the battery) and drove 30km to Paeroa for a nice fry-up! Paeroa is famous for a pop drink, L&P, Lemon and Paeroa of course. I can’t remember trying it but they make a real big fuss about it and every shop has its walls papered with L&P posters.
I spent the rest of the morning back in
I rang them up and sure enough they said to bring it in… there I was, looking forward to a beautiful drive around the Coramandel peninsula, instead I set my Satnav to take me back through Auckland’s dreadful traffic.
Surprise, surprise, I got there just as the shop was closing, so I popped down the library and tried once again to copy some of my files, with little luck.
I got back to the car, had something to eat and sat in the passenger seat watching the sky darken, feeling bored and depressed. In times like these I wish my trip was over and I was back home having a drink with the lads. I’ve been on the go for almost 10 month and never been in the same place for more than a few weeks. It’s hard work, moving around without a fixed home and just a car to come back to. I constantly worry about money too, check my account regularly and cut costs anywhere I can, ok besides food; I never compromise on good food. The human body is a very sophisticated machine and as an engineer I know that if you don’t supply good fuel and take care of your machines, they break down, and so the body needs good food to function at his best… now where’s that half eaten kebab I left last night on top of those cans of beer! What an hypocrite :-) Don’t do as I do, do as I say.
Anyway, I put my curtains up, finished my last beer and moved the wash bag on the front seat, that way there would be no chance of waking up with the deodorant bottle wedged between my butt cheeks. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day. Good night.