Tuesday when we went outside to the car for lunch we noticed a puddle under the car. We weren't sure if it was coming from our car or not, so we moved it to a different spot before we went back inside the park. When we came out, the puddle was there again. We drove to a gas station where a super nice guy came over when he saw our hood was popped and was giving us advice on what he thought it was. Then he pointed to a repair shop across the street and said they could fix it. We wrote down the name of the shop, and I called first thing in the morning. So the one hiccup to Wednesday is that Lee and I dropped Heather and the kids off at the gates of Disneyland, then dropped the car off and walked back...only to repeat the process later that day when the car was all better.
I sure hate car repair...But at least we were able to get it fixed without taking a chunk of our vacation to do it!
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