Deep in the heart of Texas

While driving to Texas to refinish a dining room table and go to a cousin's wedding we had a major breakdown. Our '95 Mitsubishi Montero appeared to have thrown the timing belt. Once the motor was opened up it turned out that the water pump has froze up causing the timing belt to actually melt on all the pulleys within the casing. This was on July 27th, our 5th anniversary.

It is now August 15 and we are still here. The little shop in Eddy finally threw in the towel (after working on the Montero two weeks) and towed it to Waco where the Mitsubishi dealer has gotten things underway. Once we are back in Pueblo I will re-write this blog to share the whole story.

It is enough to say that we've had enough of Texas humidity, trains, and climbing stairs. My dad lives in an old meat packing plant on the third floor (the first two are his showroom and workshop for antiques) and is less than 100 yards to some active train tracks. What we have missed in the way of coffee has been fulfilled with great BBQ! I'm missing my smoker about now.