The Green Hornet Bites the Dust

On another occasion I will tell you all about the grand celebration we had at school today...but, for now, I'm going to write about the adventure of getting back home from school.  We walked the 25 minute walk down hill and back up again to catch the Green Hornet, as usual...but a little way into the trip we had to stop for engine repairs.

It seems the fuel filter was completely clogged...not surprising considering the massive amount of dust we drive through each day!  They would get it going for a little bit and then it would break down again.

We spent a lot of time at the side of the road.  Sometimes we would walk up a big hill to give the truck a break.

People would stop to help and sometimes there were 4 or 5 guys consulting on the engine at a time. We spent a little time at someone's casa where we were able to buy a little bag of frozen coconut milk for a nickle. You bite off a corner of the plastic bag and work the frozen food out of the bag with your teeth.

Eventually the old truck with the painted-on fake license plates...La Tortuga...came to our rescue.  After towing the Green Hornet up some hills and trying another time to get it going, we left Joaquin at the side of the road...

and La Tortuga delivered us to town.  The whole trip took about four hours and we barely made it back for our 4:15 class.  I wonder what tomorrow will bring???