LaVanne, being towed
So there I was, cruising along on I-40, headed toward Albuquerque after spending five weeks in Texas, looking forward to visiting my friend Silvianne soon, when LaVanne sputtered and died. I was barely able to pull off to a rest area before the power steering went with her.
Long story short: it’s the engine
Got one estimate for over $5,000 and had a heart attack + deep sobbing. Then I got on Facebook and the phone, and finally found a highly recommended mechanic for a second opinion. He’s coming to take a look this afternoon.
Meanwhile, I am camped in the back of a repair shop whose owner took pity on me and said I could stay here without charge for a couple of weeks while I get my shit together.
That will involve a flurry of activity. Stay tuned.
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Oh NO. This is heartbreaking LaVonne. I’m so sorry to hear this, I wish there was something I could do! Hang in there I know things will work out somehow.
Keep me posted.
Thanks, Yolanda. Things are working out. The second opinion was much more palatable. I’m working on a crowdfunding campaign and will post more details tomorrow.