Pages

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Stuck Halfway

I'm currently stuck typing this blog in the cafeteria of a small hotel behind a dingy gas station. We have no access to transportation, nor do we have the comfort of  our house. The internet connection the manager very nicely let us use provided me and my sister with an opportunity to finish our blogs, both consisting of this  unique situation we are trapped in.

Right after school on Friday, we left for Houston. On a normal occasion, we wouldn't visit our cousins over the weekend. It was too short. But this weekend, our uncle from London was coming to visit. This was the impetus for our departure, to go out of our way to see someone I didn't know. In the end, I had a great time. We visited our cousins, and with those cousins, visited our other cousins, where Uncle Tiger was staying. We joined them for dinners, and late nights full of  fun and joy turned into early mornings.

At the end of the trip, I was sad to leave. It was so much fun; I'm so happy to know we'll be visiting next weekend as well. The fact we had school the next day made it clear that we needed to go. All the families exchanged farewells and my sister, parents, and I all piled into our old van. The five hour ride began.

Around two hours of sleep and gameboy games later, we heard a strange fizzle sound coming from under the hood of the car. Soon, the engine overheated, because the coolant water pump ceased to function. So we slowly made our way, stopping at fifteen minute intervals to manually wash the engine with our water bottles, until we were near empty. So we figured to stop at a gas station. We sent out numerous calls to various places: mechanics, brothers, sisters, uncles, etc.

After a few minutes, we had the problem solved; My brother in college was coming to pick us up. Until then, we decided to stay in the dining area of a high quality hotel, well... at least higher quality than the section of Lake  Charles we were in. So here I am, sitting in a cafeteria, rubbing my temple with my left hand, and writing a blog with my right.

4 comments:

  1. WOW! What a day! That sounds so cool, is it me or do you have relatives in almost cool country in the world? I also like the bond and connection you and your family have. Its really touching to see that you are so connected with your relatives and keep in touch so much.

    Sorry to hear about your predicament. When my family visited vermont we rented some cheep, run down, OLD car. Just so happens that the car was a stick, and since I seasonally ride dune buggies and go carts (all with sticks for some weird reason), while no other member of my family had a clue what to do. So, of course my dad can't " figure the dang thing out" luckily it happened every day at the top of a steep hill. While i would position in the drivers seat, my dad ready to jump in and replace me while my family pushed, I would have to time the gear change and pop the clutch. Now it took me on occasion around 3 attempts to achieve victory, but eventually the trip was all said and done. Oh, also nice use of a semi-colon I'm not sure if its right or not, but i congratulate you on having the guts to put one. Kudos to you my friend.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Thats crazy! That kind of stuff always happens to my family too! And you have an uncle from London? I wish I had family from out of the country, because all my family lives in Baton Rouge, probably all within a couple miles of my house!

    ReplyDelete
  3. I love this post Akbar. Great use of wordly wise words and you didn't let anything stop you from doing your homework. This is one of those stories you will always remember.

    ReplyDelete
  4. Very true Alex. I forgot about that wordly wise word. It is also very cool to know that there is someone who doesn't make excuses every time the going gets tough. Not saying that there are not MANY other people who do the same thing, and stick it out even though it may have been frustrating and difficult. Again, Kudos to you!

    ReplyDelete