Saab Story :(

We began our drive to Oregon on Tuesday stopping in San Francisco to drop off my flute and watcht the premiere of Ratatouille - see the story of the theater biatch. On Wednesday we made it all the way to exciting Weed, California when the turbo charger on our Saab 9-5 wagon went out. Smoke was pooring out the exhaust and the car dies in the middle of no-where on highway 97. At least the weather was mild, it was daylight, the scenery was gorgeous with Mt. Shasta as the backdrop, and we actually had cell-phone reception. After 3 hours of waiting, a friendly tow-druck driver named Fred arrived with a comfortable dual-cab Dodge Ram truck and trailer to tow us all the way to Portland....yes, PORTLAND!!! And since we were under warranty, Saab foot the bill. But, first, we had to pick up Fred's delightful and very talkative wife, Dixie in Yreka. We could not have asked for better service and company on such a long and could-have-been horrible ride. The kids and I were dropped off in Eugene while the Hulk was taken to the Portland Saab dealership. We were so lucky. God was certainly looking out for us. Our car should be done on Tuesday and God-willing, safe to drive home. I love my Saab SO MUCH. But talk about a pain in the tush when something goes wrong. But man, the drive is SO NICE.