Yesterday a tire went completely flat on the car and when Stanis put the spare on to go get it fixed, the spare also went flat. He drove on it as best he could and got them both fixed. This fine Saturday morning I got up early to go pick someone up for a hospital visit only to find that the tire was again flat. I put the spare on and headed out. So far so good, late but still on the road. Then I found the road to where I was going was closed by riot police. Near the university, students were protesting and there was some kind of clash expected. Without any options, I turned around and went home.
Often things go wrong and then other things go wrong on top of the first things, and so on. This is sometimes compounded by cross-cultural miscommunication or Murphy’s Law. I can’t get too upset about such things as they are, if I want to remain sane. Sometimes things can be fixed and made to work, sometimes the road is just plain blocked. At least I haven’t any illusions that I am in control of the show.
It sounds like you need a new set of tires for that fancy jeep you drive, seems the streets there are very hard on tires and cars alike.