Showing posts with label Ford F-350. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ford F-350. Show all posts

Friday, September 4, 2009

September 4 Snap Crackle POP! The truck is....

There was a big bang, a snap, a pop and I was 4 blocks from the farm. I had gone out to pay my farm worker and to pick up a ton of guava and lemons.

Turns out the belt snapped and broke the fan blades and something else that is round and grey and plastic.

Good news, Tim can fix it.
Unknown factor, are the part available in Honduras?
Bad news, I have dinner at the Mexican consul's home tonight and who knows how I will get there. I am at the farm and who can pick me up?

Follow up: Edwin came out and picked me up... An hour late to dinner... Edwin hit a hole in the road and killed one of his tires on the return trip. The consul was late to dinner also... so his wife got to wait for all of us. The Ford place didn't have the parts in Tegucigalpa, only in San Pedro Sula. So I bought the parts from a local junk yard.
Thank you Tim, for fixing my car!

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Have You Ever Told Your Kid Don't And They Did Anyway?

Have you ever told your son or daughter "Don't do that!" and they did it anyway? That happened today. I told Jose very clearly don't drive into the sand and he responded with the Spanish version of "you are a party pooper" and then he kept driving.

It was 100 degrees outside and thank God I had enough diesel in the car to sit in the air conditioning while he and several passerbys attempted to get the truck out of the sand.

Immediately I told him, "Go get a tow truck." But would he listen to me? Not a chance!

So he and several unknowns worked on getting the truck out of the sand for several hours before they finally gave up and went for a wrecker.

The wrecker was too far away to get back to the truck BEFORE THE TIDE came in, Jose finally decided to listen to me when the water started filling the holes where the truck was sitting.

So instead of a wrecker he came back with this!


I have no photos of getting pulled out, because the tractor had to pull the car up on a shrimp farm levy to keep it out of the water as the tide came in and guess who got elected to be in the car driving it during the tow job?

That's right MOM! I had to get him out of the mess that he got himself into.

I was really proud of myself, I didn't say, "I told you so!" At least not at the moment! Thank God there was a tractor close or my truck might have flooded. The water was about 3" from the door when we finally got towed out.

Oh what fun it is to have a MAN kid!

And did I say we were on our way to visit Jose's new beach property?