Monday, May 22, 2006

Kincardine's Most Wanted


Yup, that's right, that's me. To say the weekend was eventful would be a gross understatement. Let me tell you about my grand adventure of Victoria's Day weekend.

Friday - after a full week of work, the boy really wanted to get up to his parents' cottage that night, and still he volunteered to drive, I can't really complain. So we went. Interesting, the most direct route Kincardine from Windsor is through Michigan I-94 E. We took the Ambassador Bridge, which is practically right outside our apartment. Right away, we were selected by a 'random computer selection' to have the car searched. How random it is, I cannot say. But let's just say the waiting room was disproportionately non-white. Anyway, it didn't take long, and we were on our way. When we cross back into Ontario at Port Huron-ish, we were going to stop for dinner. But nothing really appealed, so we kept going, and only stopped for gas. So by 10pm, we were about 5 minutes away from the cottage, and a police crusier pulled us over. Headlight out. Okay, no problem. Check license. Fine. Check registration. Not fine. Turns out that when we brought the car at the end of the lease last year, the license plate was not re-attached to the car at the Ministry of Transport. So, the car was declared unfit in front of the Kincardine Tim Horton's, and TOWED to the local police station. His mom came to pick us up where the police lights are.

Sat: a glimpse of hope - the MOT office is open 'til noon, rather than not 'til Tuesday as expected. But in order to reattached the plates on, we need a safety and emissions test. It's already 11:30am, and the person working (the office is the front part of her home) is going away from the weekend, so she might get back in time on Monday to get me on the road again, if I can get the safety test. Off to Canadian Tire. No appointment. I begged. Okay, 1pm. Call the police station to release the car - no one there. When two officers arrived, they let us drive to Canadian Tire. Yeah, not so unfit. Anyway, did the test, did not pass. Front exhaust pipe leaking. Oh God. Estimate for repairs, $400 plus parts. And the part needs to come from Owen Sound, if they have it, which of course, no one will know 'til Tuesday.

So basically, his parents took charge is give us one of their cars to drive back. Of course my mom freaked. We are going back next weekend to hopefully get my car back and return his parents.

Will post pictures later.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Beats the stink out of mine. Dressed in me relish and following 8 cadets around for 9 hours Sunday, after a 5 1/2 hour drive right after work Saturday. Drove home today, drank 1 Gatorade (710 mL), one large bottle of Iced Tea (around a L), one large bottle of Dasani water (again aprox. 1L), and one Red Bull. Apparently I didn't get enough sleep in the bush. # stops: Camp Wright to Edmonton 2, one food one feul (five minutes down the road) Edmonton to Red Deer 2 (one to stretch and wake up other for the Red Bull) Red Deer to Airdrie (Just over an hour) 3 Squirrel bladder kicks in and thar she blows.

Happy Victoria Day!