The past is fleeting and the stories, the sights and the feelings are perishable. One sees what one wants to see, and perhaps we are not capable of more. We saw that people are kind and helpful even if they were not materially rich. Some we could understand even though we didn't speak the same language, the motivations of others were incomprehensible even though we did. In the end fragments remain - the smell of roasting chocolate, a flock of snow Ptarmigians on snow, the creaking of the rainforest, the rough feathers of penguins, and the intoxication of Curanto.
So these are our stories. Every time you visit the site you will see a random post below. Each starts with Lo que pasa es que...
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Fuel Injector
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Working on cars is good…Working on cars is bad…
“I don’t want to work on cars again”. I complained as we headed to our garage in Hayward where the Miata was waiting for us with its guts spilled out. I was petulant as I could think of a thousand different and more enjoyable ways of spending our weekend. Hiking Montara mountain, cooking up delicious meals, enjoying a nice glass of wine while debating what Fellini was really trying to convey in “8-1/2”.
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It is said that those who are God’s favourite ( or to be punished, depending upon your likes) are made Auto-addicts. I for one would prefer to have a glass of beer & try to find out where in the Universe the Big Bang took place.
Pappa
You should hear the Miata now, after this work! It is really purring. The previous owner had installed an oil-based air filter which he did not maintain. This caused the intake system to get all kinds of junk in it.
How is it that you did not repair Miata on driveway of the house instead of Garage? When you work with gas, open air may help in preventing explosion.
Was the car kept inside after you finished day before and then it leaked.
Talked with Nikhil, He was asking about you. Gave your blog.
Could not get on your blog. Problems with internet