Well.
We successfully (pretty much) made it out of the condo on Friday! Only about eight hours or so behind our original schedule thanks to time-crunching and other little things like having to drag a trailer and then snapping a radiator hose on our dear Jeep. Mercifully the latter didn't happen until we were already in Cedar City and had everything unpacked. We were, in fact, just on our way to drop off the empty trailer when, with not four blocks to go, the poor thing started spewing smoke from the hood.
This is never a good thing.
So the hose had broken off and coolant was going everywhere and we were leaving for my grandparents' cabin that night which meant we had to get the trailer back. We even managed it, thanks to the random people parked on the same street whose SUV had a hitch on it. So it worked out, but while the rest of us were hanging out at the cabin Saturday Alun had to go back into town to fix the Jeep and drop off paperwork for the trailer. (My dad was kind enough to let us take his truck up the mountain instead of unpacking all the ridiculously heavy boxes from my poor little car.)
He came back with the proposal--and it was not by any means a welcome proposal to either of us--that we trade in our Jeep and get something newer before we head off across the desert.
We've come to the realization and decision that yes, we really need to, so yeah, we're really going to get a "new" car this week. But we both cried really love that Jeep and really don't want to see it go. So we took lots of cool pictures of it over the weekend, looking out over cliffs and being its awesome Jeeply self.
We went on our first date in that Jeep. Also had our first kiss in that Jeep.
Sigh.
This is never a good thing.
So the hose had broken off and coolant was going everywhere and we were leaving for my grandparents' cabin that night which meant we had to get the trailer back. We even managed it, thanks to the random people parked on the same street whose SUV had a hitch on it. So it worked out, but while the rest of us were hanging out at the cabin Saturday Alun had to go back into town to fix the Jeep and drop off paperwork for the trailer. (My dad was kind enough to let us take his truck up the mountain instead of unpacking all the ridiculously heavy boxes from my poor little car.)
He came back with the proposal--and it was not by any means a welcome proposal to either of us--that we trade in our Jeep and get something newer before we head off across the desert.
We've come to the realization and decision that yes, we really need to, so yeah, we're really going to get a "new" car this week. But we both cried really love that Jeep and really don't want to see it go. So we took lots of cool pictures of it over the weekend, looking out over cliffs and being its awesome Jeeply self.
We went on our first date in that Jeep. Also had our first kiss in that Jeep.
Sigh.