A funny thing happened on the way to Michelle’s house. Magical VW buses can run out of diesel elixir.
Not the only miscue of the day. We were about to embark on our 250-mile mission at 5am, when confusion arose about who was driving, and what. I originally was thinking that we would trailer the object of our desires, but we ended up riding the vehicle at hand — Lisa’s (Jim’s wife) classic Westphalia diesel rig. Luckily, I had an AAA card. Eventually, we rendezvous’d with daughter Ivi at her college dorm (where Jim ended up crawling beneath the VW for impromptu fixes, and I somehow pulled a calf muscle and became nearly unable to walk). Then we were late to the meetup with Michelle. Luckily, Jim was accompanied by Miss Garmin.
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