Well, we arrived safely in Penticton, but not until after we had an lengthy unscheduled stop - the story of my life. We were stranded in Summerland. My car doors locked by themselves while we were switching drivers. I know, I know, you're probably thinking "Oh, yeah sure! Your car locked itself. How gullible do you think I am that I would believe that?" Well, yes, it acually did lock itself. Susan was driving, and since I know how to get around Penticton, I said I would drive, so we stopped in Summerland to switch. She left the car running; who knows why. I got out of the car and we both decided to stretch after the long drive, so I shut off the ignition and closed the door. Suddenly I heard 'bleep bleep'. That's a familiar sound, but I thought I was hearing things because I didn't press the "lock" button. The next thing I knew was that the car doors locked themselves. SHIT! Must be a security feature, but what kind of security feature would lock the keys inside the car. Theoretically, a thief could break in and voila, the keys are there for the taking. This had never happened before. Something went awry. Strange, but whatever. We were stranded in front of a house and I asked to use the phone to call a tow truck. Good thing it was warm weather because it was about an hour before the tow truck arrived. The driver was in and out in 3.27 seconds. The alarm went off so I shut it off. Maan, it would be nice to have one of those slim jim thingies in case this happens again. Then came the bill, so I paid the man $40 and we were on our way.
Now, let's try to get to the motel before we have any more mishaps. Finally, we're here. Going to Save-On Foods was on our "to do" list, so we unloaded the car and were on our way to buy some groceries and then the liquor store. Time for a late supper, some wine and bed.
See you tomorrow.
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