Fixin' the car

I’ll be spending this morning getting my car fixed. I just went under the hood of the car to notice the entirely rusted center pipe. From front to back, that sucker’s damaged.

But that’s to be expected. The good part about this little adventure? The garage I come to has an old car seat in their waiting room to sit on. And everything that’s here has been here since 1972. 

Oh and the mechanics are all Chinese and some of them don’t speak English. It’s nice. They’re very honest. I love them.