I
went 20 years without owning a motor vehicle and
oh how I long for those carefree, car-free days.
Been more or less held hostage by a clutch pedal problem that
three different mechanics over the course of three
and half months have been
unable to diagnose, let alone solve. It's been in
and out of the latest place so much since June
they should install a revolving door. They've
replaced part after part, some more than once, but
still it ultimately fails, as it did again this
morning. Was just barely able to get it in gear,
so once I did I drove it right back to the shop.
Stranded and
delayed, we took
some consolation with a visit to this free public pool just
blocks from our place, joined by Leroy, his
daughter
Izzy, and Sarah's collaborator Ji Sun. Then
we ate our troubles away at an old school Italian place
with
a
style of cocktail menu my parents might have
ordered from in the '70s.
The tiramisu was quite good,
too.
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