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Honk If You Have Fuses
June 20, 2005
Wow, Arizona is hot! I’ll admit, I’ve been told this a million times, but still it came as a surprise. Being from Florida, I’ve experienced my share of hot, but there are subtle differences that nobody can ever fully relate. For instance, it’s really weird when the breeze blowing in the window is hotter than what’s already in the bus. On top of that there’s a weird smell to the desert I can’t quite put my finger on. Put these two together and sticking your face out the window is a lot like being given the world’s longest dutch oven.
We stopped in Globe, AZ for lunch with the thermometer reading 119 degrees. Earlier that morning, we had replaced a few blown fuses and found that (in addition to the gauges) the horn fuse had blown. I don’t know why we didn’t think to check that when we noticed the horn didn’t work. I guess since, as long as we have owned the bus, it has never worked, I figured it was something more serious. That being said, there may have been a reason the fuse was never changed. See, Peter was replacing the air filter when I switched out the fuse, so, naturally I tested it out. Horn honks, Pete yells at me, all is right in the world… or so we think (cue evil music). Turns out, the horn has a bit of a mind of its own. It has an uncanny tendancy to honk rapidly when stopped at stoplights and when taking corners. By the time we stopped in Globe, there were no less than a dozen Arazonites who probably thought we were the biggest bastards ever. The worst (or best) was when we were just about to stop in Globe. Pete was driving and we were stopped behind an elderly woman. Almost exactly as the light turned green, the horn started going like mad. I think I saw one of the local kids give Pete the bird heh. Needless to say, as soon as we stopped, we promptly removed the fuse foregoing the horn in favor of cursing out the window as we had previously been doing.
It is now evening and the air outside has finally dropped below body temperature. I think that’s about when the breeze starts to feel nice. Our current plan is to drive in shifts during the night and get as far as we can while the sun is down. Hopefully, then, we can find somewhere to stop and plug in the A/C so we can sleep past sunrise. We’re gonna try and be in Austin, TX by Tuesday night and in New Orleans by Friday afternoon. So long as nothing else goes wrong with the bus (knock on web), there’s no reason why we shouldn’t make it home by Monday or Tuesday, just in time for Pete to move out.
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June 21st, 2005 at 12:47 pm
So where is the post detailing what was wrong with the bus short of fuses being blown?
Glad to see you guys are on the road again though, and I’m assuming it wasn’t that expensive or we would have heard about it.
Tried driving with the A/C on? Or don’t want to stress your little inverter that much, you sissies?
June 21st, 2005 at 1:13 pm
That imagery about the horn having a mind of its own almost made me piss myself. Good stuff.
June 21st, 2005 at 1:16 pm
Congrats on being back on the road! The horn story with the old lady was good. Reminds me of one time, in middle school… I was on the bus and nobody was moving up even though we were at our stop, so I yelled “GO!!!” then I looked over and saw a disabled girl slowly making her way off the bus, and I felt really horrible.
June 21st, 2005 at 2:01 pm
Looks like poor ol’ Roswell, and Pete’s Aunt and Uncle in Tullarosa had to be blown out by the fuses, too! Ah well, glad it wasn’t too expensive and hope the next travel phases are fine. We were getting kinda worried when ET didn’t call home:-) especially since you were near that “area”. Every one has those “horrible mechanics off the interstate, that prey on travelers” stories, looks like you got an honest one! Go Blythe! (just in case anybody you met there checks this!) See ya when you get back. Dad and I thought of meeting you in New Orleans, but decided against it, aren’t you glad? Carefullyano. Love, Mom
June 21st, 2005 at 3:51 pm
Uh Huh…Uh Huh….I still say, Check yerselves for chip implants.
And, you DO know it’s now *September*, don’t you???
OH, and that ’smell’ in the desert???? FRESH AIR !
Take care, Keep on Keepin’ on…Good idea to drive at night…just watch out for UFO’s. amd I don’t mean Unidentified Fried Objects from weird burger stands.
Got H2o?
June 21st, 2005 at 8:26 pm
Yea…That was pretty hilarious with the horn. (Mom keeps asking me if I’ve commented on your blogs so I felt I was obligated to be a good sister.)
June 21st, 2005 at 8:37 pm
I’m confused… the mechanic had you by the balls and he let you go with only replacing a few lousy fuses? What the hell is this world comming to?!?
June 22nd, 2005 at 11:53 am
Yea, he could have charged us a lot more. It ended up being just some blown fuses and a corroded battery connection. That, of course, still came to a total of $70.
June 22nd, 2005 at 1:40 pm
Corroded, right.
June 22nd, 2005 at 6:48 pm
All they do for the corrosion is pour coke on it.
June 23rd, 2005 at 7:10 am
Pete, how far away is your bro’s house from your current house?
June 23rd, 2005 at 9:18 am
why are you asking me vital information such as where i live over this public blog ?!!!
my bro’s place is twenty clicks up the river and straight into satan’s stomach.
actually it’s a block away and right off of econ just north of colonial. but please.. no flowers until i’m back.
hugs,
pete
June 23rd, 2005 at 11:12 am
Bwahahah you are so full of yourself thinking I’m gonna get you flowers!!! I’m only asking because I was wondering how crappy the move is going to be.
Heisenberg’s 1st Law of Moving states:
The crappiness of a move increases exponentially with every mile of distance between the initial location and the final destination.
Hugs,
m.e.
June 23rd, 2005 at 4:38 pm
Sounds like I’m in trouble then, Marcela.
June 24th, 2005 at 6:21 am
Chels, when are you leaving for UF