in many ways. My wonderful aunt Gisi invited me to dinner, we went to eat at a Bavarian “home cooking” type of Gasthaus with some friends and family. It was quite a nice evening with good food and interesting conversation, but I should have seen the rest of it coming when she switched our car keys without me knowing it (we drive the same car and have the same keychain). I walked past her car, onto mine. Pressed the key. Nothing happened.
Pressed again – still no reaction. Decided the battery in the key might be dead and tried to unlock the car the old-fashioned way.
On the off chance that perhaps someone also driving a black Twingo might have parked next to or near me, I went to the front and checked the plates. My car.
As I turned to see what the others were doing, it dawned upon me. I wanted to hit her, but didn’t. They were all quite amused, having watched this spectacle.
When I got in the car and turned on the headlights, I realized it was a bit dark. Both headlights were not working. Wonderful. Drove home in the dark with high beams which was only a problem when I had on-coming traffic – short dark stretches.
We drove back to my place and were saying goodbye when a young couple with a small white terrier approached us, asking us if we knew whose dog it was. He had been literally playing in the traffic on the road and almost gotten hit a few times by cars. No one knew this dog. They could not take him home overnight because they have a dog of their own and only an apartment. So, my good samaritan opened its big mouth and I said well, he can stay with us.
Me and my big mouth.
Tobi greeting him with a friendly wagging tail – only to get nasty growls in return. Of course, then Tobi started growling (which doesn’t sound good – I think he’s a baritone). They started a really ugly fight so we took him over to my father’s and Hilde’s – there, he started “marking” stuff. Hmmmm. What to do. My father suggested that he would find his own way home – I should put him on the leash and just let him lead me.
I did. At 10 at night. Through half of town. He led me straight to one door in a house in a sidestreet, I rang, the man was very nice but had never seen this dog before. I think the dog just enjoyed the long walk with me. Upon returning, my father had decided that we could let him spend the night in the wood shed. While debating the pros and cons of this, he was out in the garden and kept barking that high-sqeak like bark that small dogs have. Loud enough to rouse my sister-in-law out of bed.
We were about to settle him down for the night, when the police department notified us that his owner was on her way to pick him up. Thank God.
Back to my headlights. This morning I checked the fuses. Looked fine. Checked the bulbs. Looked fine. Decided to bring it to the shop. Thought it might be a relay or the switch might be broken.
Mistake. It seems a lot of bulbs were out: both low-beam headlights, the control light for the low beam headlights on the dashboard, and the third brake light was out.
Costo complessivo: 62,66 €.