Yesterday our navigation system failed to fire up after more than two years of faithful service. We rely on it so much and without it I have to give Jack turn by turn directions from my phone, making every journey a shouting match and exhausting for both of us.
We found a nearby car audio repair shop today and they’ve determined it’s the wire to the ignition, and not easy to replace. We started with one guy working, then two, and eventually three guys poking around our dashboard and engine bay.
I have very little cash on me so I hope they will take a credit card. That’s if they can fix it.
Back in business and no, they didn’t take credit cards and no, I didn’t have enough cash. There was no ATM in the vicinity so I gave them all the local cash I had plus some Euros.
After being on the road for a while we noticed our house battery wasn’t charging. A little troubleshooting and that was fixed. But then the third shoe dropped.
We missed the highway exit to our parkup, a tree-lined lot promising shelter from the brutal sun with a pizza shop around the corner. Google maps delivered the bad news that the next opportunity to turn around and go back was 26 km ahead, almost at the Turkish border. It’s been a frustrating day. We were so looking forward to a cold beer and a pizza. I scrambled to look for an alternative parkup with an alternate pizza shop but in the end Jack drove the double cloverleaf to go back the 26 km. Thank goodness.
Tomorrow we are Türkiye bound!