Taradale

My car Tina is still doing well, especially after having 3 tires replaced.  This was necessary after one dark, raining night while I was driving home and I got lost, because as I was turning around to go back to where I somewhat knew where I was, I got a flat.  Foreign country; dark; raining; lost; flat tire - what else could go wrong?  Well I’ll tell you – my cell phone ran out of batteries.  So I ventured across the street where I had seen a car pull in to a driveway a minute or so after I pulled my car off the road, and explained my situation to the lovely old couple, who let me borrow their phone.  Luckily I sprang for the roadside service with AA (affiliate of AAA in the states, not Alcoholics Anonymous), so I could just call and have someone come out to where I was and fix my flat.  On the phone with them I explained that I had a flat, the lady asked if I had a spare and I said yes, asked if I had tools and I said no.  She said someone would be there within the hour so I was invited inside the old people’s house while I waited.  I asked them if they knew the best way to get back to Maraekakaho since I was lost, and they contemplated this for a while, eventually pulled out a huge map, and we figured out a good route (guess I was more lost than I thought).  They also let me keep the map, which was very handy and which I have used many times since.  People are so friendly here.  So anyway, finally the AA guy comes in his huge tow truck, and I explain the flat and show him my spare tire he says, “ok so do you have a tire iron and a jack?” and starts rummaging around in the back of my car where the spare tire was.  I said no, that’s why I called you, they asked me that on the phone too so I already told you I don’t have tools.  …Don’t you have that kind of thing?  He started to get defensive, said he didn’t have any tools, and proceeded to criticize me for purchasing a car that didn’t come with a jack!  I told him again that the lady on the phone specifically asked me if I had tools and I had clearly told her that I don’t, all the while trying to figure out how and why a roadside assistance service person would not have any of the basic tools necessary for roadside assistance (I started thinking maybe he was from the other AA?)!

So back to the old people to see if they had a car jack, which luckily they did.  Then just one more thing, my wheels had a special plate on them that required an allen tool (which of course the roadside assistance dude did not have) which the old people also luckily had in their garage.  So after the ordeal my tire was finally replaced and I made it home.  And luckily my amazing parents were still in town visiting and since it was raining had no plans for the next morning so they replaced my tire (and two others which were apparently the wrong size) while I was at work J