The closest Toyota dealer is in Ontario, almost 1.5 hours away. I called a dealer and they said they could squeeze us in to Dylan and I ran out the door to get there in time. I mapped it on my phone once we were on the road......and I accidentally called a place in Ontario, CA, not Ontario, OR.
We get there and the problem wasn't the problem we thought it was. We still weren't sure what it was though. By 10:00am we had our answer. Small rodents had chewed holes in the hose that runs from our gas tank to our engine.
Seriously.
They didn't have the part but could have it rushed from Boise and get there by noon. They could have it installed by 4:00pm. It was still 10:00am. Luckily they took good care of us and gave us a loaner car, free of charge and full of gas, and we went to Boise. We walked around the mall, went to a bookstore, and drooled over bikes and tents at REI. However this just served to further depress us as we spent every last dollar in our bank account to fix our car that we couldn't afford any of the things we were lusting after. (Another remote control helicopter for Dylan, some new books for me, urban bikes for both of us, and a 2 man backpacking tent).
We got back to Ontario around 2:00pm and the first good thing that day: our car was ready! We drove it home without any hiccups or lights turning on. Thank goodness.
Now Dylan has his heart set on purchasing a pellet gun to discourage the stinking squirrels from munching on our car any longer. We haven't come up with a better plan yet.
Oh man. What rotten luck. I'm sure your grateful the problem was easily fixable and cheaper than other options. That's nice you got to spend the day in Boise.
ReplyDeleteRotten squirrels! I say we shoot the lot of 'em, and hang 'em by their tails - just to discourage any others from a-movin' in the territory.
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