One of the things that floated through my mindas the hills and mountains whipped by was something someone asked me at the Camper-Jam this year. "What's your Bus' name?". No I had always refered to my bus as the Green Monster. Not really nice but up until now strangely appropriate. I think the old bus and I have turned a corner in our relationship. It's not quite a loving realationship yet, but it's getting there. I think I'm at the point where the bus deserves a proper name. I was thinking in honour of her original colour I'd call her "Marigold". Thoughts?
I'm not going to change the name of the blog, but that's what I'm thinking anyway.
So I rolled into Seattle on Wednesday afternoon without any issues then I hit the wall of traffic on I5 heading South. Holy cow. It took me a little over an hour to go 24 miles. This is when 2 issues cropped up. First the window crank came off in my hand, which is no big deal. One screw and it's easily replaced. The second however caused me a little concern. My oil light kept coming on. Flickering on, then off, then on again. Damn it!
I didn't panic. I figured if it came on and stayed on I'd be in trouble. I made it to my friend's place down in Tacoma, relaxed for the night and looked online for the nearest VW aircooled guy. The next morning I headed out for http://www.franklinsvwwerks.com . As it turns out one of my wires was grounding and casusing the light to flicker on and off. 5 minutes later it was secure and with a new window crank in my hand I headed out to explore.
As I headed back towards Tacoma I was thinking how lucky I was to travel all this way and the only thing that went wrong was a $5 window crank and a loose wire (now secured). If only I knew,,,
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