03.03.2011 Thursday
We got up super early, ate breakfast and got on the road to get our car. We packed and left by about 9:45 am and were on the road, over the passes and out of Montana in good time. By the time we had passed Spokane we were in high spirits and ready to get to Seattle. Patrick and I decided to stop in Moses Lake, WA for lunch and about 20 miles from our turnoff, our battery light came on. Which is exactly what happened before our car completely broke down in St. Regis. So our blood pressures spiked and we looked for the nearest turnoff. Pull into Moses Lake, park car at Arby's, Tessa stares at car silently once again, we call Carl and ask him what to do, call a Napa certified mechanic because...the alternator that was put in was a dud. Aparently this happens more often than not, which is slightly irritating when we are already four days off schedule and I am at the end of my emotional calm. Seriously.
We drove our car to the mechanic, Gasoline Alley with Ron as our mechanic and we find out that he doesn't have an alternator in his shop. Guess who does? Spokane. Guess when it will be in? 8 am the next morning. As in Friday. So we are without car, without somewhere to stay and I am literally on the brink of emotional breakdown (it came later). Luckily Ron was more than nice and drove us to the Shilo Inn and offered to pick us up in the morning when the car was done. He also said he'd get it done as soon as possible so we could get back on the road. So we loaded up again and were dropped off at 2 in the afternoon...insert emotional breakdown here. Thank God for mindless cable (that we are usually without) and an amazing husband (thank you Patrick) who hugged me until I was somewhat sane again. The pool (Shay's advice, thank you Shay) also calmed me down and my yummy turkey burger, fries and chocolate malt finished off that nasty emotional mess. I was still frustrated but could live with the normal Tessa-travel-karma delays once again. I couldn't, however, handle another phone call to my aunt, uncle and cousins letting them know that there was yet another delay. Emma had completely given up on us coming to stay with them at all and Lucas woke up every morning asking if we'd be there when he got back from school. Thank you Patrick for fielding that one.
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