I'd like to say that using the term jail is a little harsh, but in reality and given the freedom that Kombi has known, spending the last eight months parked in the cellar of a casino is nothing short of jail. Well I found her today, worked for about three hours and got her purring like a kitten again. I got extremely lucky on two accounts: the battery wasn't dead, and I was able to seat a completely flat tire without high pressure air and taking it off of the van. Amazing, lucky, both, but it's done and she's ready to roll. With an air of confidence and spirits high I reached the security gate without incident and Kombi could taste her freedom.... Then the bad news; not only was she not allowed out today (Sunday) but it looks like it may be upwards of $300 USD to bounce her from the clink. Well if it's three hundo I'll pay it and I'll pay it with a smile on my face because I found her and she's in good health. Suppose I'll found out tomorrow.... Oh and I found a staple in my rice today at lunch, a little early in the trip to be worrying about my intestinal health. That'll come later, guaranteed.
I plan on posting a lot more this trip so keep your eyes on the blog and stay in touch. Wish me luck as I steer this rig north and take Kombi home. Colorado here we come.
-William P
