Day 77

Day 77.Tuesday 15th June.
Fumes.
Fill the car with diesel on our way to explore Tropiea.
Bugger me but the bloody heap refuses to start, again, and we have to push the car from the pump. The guys in the petrol station are very helpful. They bring round their own cars and tried the jump leads:
Nothing.
A broom handle and a hammer for a few taps to the starter motor:
Nothing.
Another breakdown truck. He arrived fully equipped with a battery charger and nothing else:
Nothing.
We had two choices, a very good local mechanic, close by, or a specialist Citroen mechanic 35k distant. We choose Citroen, it’s an intermittent fault and could be the electrics, a specialist domain.
He waived his hands and we understood he had to return to his office first. 5k away.
When we got there (it was a breakers yard) we worked out his urgent appointment was with lunch.
They locked the place up and told us to come back in 1 hour. Astonishing. We asked a retreating backside if there was anywhere to eat and he pointed down the road to the right before vanishing.
Off we set, walking, in the midday sun, 2k later find somewhere to eat. Meanwhile the RAC phoned to say they understood the car had been repaired at the roadside.?!X!.
Returning 1 ½ later our car is nowhere to be seen. It had been taken to the Citroen garage and the RAC representative asked us to wait for a cab to take us to the hire car.
3 long hot hours later were still waiting when they tell us the hire car wont be available till 5pm and the cab will arrive then, meanwhile no cab is available to take us back to the site (where poor molly is trapped in the wang).
We organise our own cab from the garage and take Molls and ourselves for a much needed dip to cool off. 5pm the RAC phone to ask why we aren’t still at the breakers yard. Clearly we have nothing to do but wait all afternoon for their taxi to turn up. Eventually Andy is collected and returns with a hire car and we fume and fume and fume.
Datura
Hibiscus & wang