As many of you know, my Grandma passed away the middle of June. We drove up to California for the funeral. We were so thankful that Grandma Lyndia could come and help us with everything. On the way out there as we were getting close to Pasadena, we starting hearing this rattling noise, almost like a rattle snake, coming from our engine. We rolled down the window and thought it might be another car...but it was ours. Thankfully-we stopped at a QuickLube type place and this guy there had a friend down the street that could look at it quickly and tell us what might be going on. When we got to the friend-he was so nice-took a quick look and was able to tell us it was the compressor going bad. We were able to make it to my Grandma's, but with NO AIRCONDITIONING!!! By the way-it was record breaking heat in CA that week. Our temperature was showing 115 on the car. It finally cooled off once we got to Santa Barbara and we stopped to let the kids get out and run around on the beach for a little bit. Brennan ran straight for the water and went in almost to his waist-in his clothes! It was so funny-he kept throwing himself down into the sand acting like he was tripping and then saying "OW". I know he was doing it, because he thought he would get in trouble if he was actually doing it on purpose. We took our car to a place up by my Grandma's and got it fixed while we were there-our trip cost a lot more than we thought it would, but we were grateful to have airconditioning the whole way home. When we stopped in Palm Desert-the temp said 122 and when we got out to go in the gas station it literally felt like my flip flops were melting to the asphalt. I know I am an AZ girl, but it was ridiculous!
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