Saturday 7 November 2015

. . . Or so indeed!

Yes we're still here!  Weather is crappy and it's Saturday so everyone is indoors and online (or watching sports on TV).


Here are a few pics of the park taken while on a bike ride around the park a day or so before the big storm. (The date in the camera is wrong.)








Sunday Art discovered that the shifter on his bike wasn't working properly. It would shift up but not down—the lever was very stiff. Now to find a bike shop.

On line Monday morning, looking for somewhere close. Nearest bike shops were in town. Art started calling in order of distance—the first two no one answered! Finally one a bit to the east of the city said to come on out.

We had been told when we arrived at the park last week that there was a big group coming in later this week and we would have to move Monday if we were staying longer. We had looked at several sites but this morning Art went around again and found that most of the better (flat and well drained) ones were occupied. There was one nice wide on at the far end. Since he would be walking around more than just a little he had taken his side stix (as recommended by his physio). After seeing what was available we went to the office to let them know the we liked a particular site. 

He was told that they usually don't usually put big rigs in that spot since it on a tight corner. The lady said she would check with the boss. The boss came out and said that we could just stay where we werre. Great news as we like our site as it was flat, dry and close to everything.


With that settled we headed into San Antonio to the bike shop. In the shop the tech played around a bit then disconnected the shift cable at each end and found to be quite stiff and not moving as easily as it should. He replaced it, having to use a long one made for a tandem bike since the regular one was three inches too short. Anyone need a couple of feet of stainless steel wire? The old one was was a little corroded.

Well, it's better but still too stiff. The tech examined the derailleur and realised that it was slightly bent and was able to straighten it somewhat but was reluctant to mess with it too much. A new one was only about $40.00 but had none in stock. Art and the bike left, his wallet only $20.00 lighter.

From there we headed into the center of San Antonio to the River Center Mall for lunch and a bit of a walk around the river, leaving Tia sleeping in the Jeep.






Tuesday, Pizza night. Take out from across the street. Nothing exciting but filled the hole and we didn't have to wash up after!

Wednesday afternoon, Gillian asked Art if he wanted to go grocery shopping. Why would she even ask? Art thought that meant that she wanted him to come, but she said she was fine on her own, she knew exactly where she was going and didn't need a navigator. So Art elected to stay home with Tia—it would be hot in the Jeep for her. Gillian said “Good. While I'm gone you can do the laundry.” Rather the laundry than shopping.


Waiting, waiting, waiting. Lightning Glass had promised Thursday to call in 5 days. Now Thursday a week later, haven't heard. Art called his cell and was told the windshield hadn't come in yet, said he'd track it.

Friday, November 6th,

Not having heard back about yesterday's call, Art called again. Poor line, but something about they couldn't find anything under my name and that I should call the insurance company I had filed my claim with. It almost seemed that they thought the insurance company should have ordered the glass!

Art called the American company that ICBC uses and was fortunate enough to get the same agent he had spoken with last week. She was most definite that she had sent clear instructions to Lightning Glass and put me on hold while she called them again. There was no answer, she told Art to call her if he heard from the glass company first, and she would call him if she heard first. Nothing by Friday night.

Beginning to look like Lightning Glass needs a name change. Thunder Glass. Big Noise, no Flash.

Art had been out of whisky for a couple of days. Time to return to Costco!

They had no more Old Pulteney! At least the Red Label was still on at 34.99. Art's usual blended tipple, Ballantine's Finest, at the LCB stores is listed at $48.78. ($63.00 US) No contest!


Then to HEB for a few forgotten grocery items then across the street to Walmart for a new jean shirt for Art. Somehow his old one grew holes just after he had topped up the batteries with distilled water a few weeks age. Served him right. He paid good money on a closed battery watering system to save his clothes but still, he just had to look first!

Dinner in the park again, tonight pork chops. Again more than we could eat. The fridge is getting full!

Saturday Breakfast served again in the park. Bacon or sausage and eggs, biscuits and gravy (we gave those a miss), toast , jelly and coffee. Sundays will be waffles or pancakes.  We're getting spoiled!  

We spent the day inside with the three Rs; reading, 'riting and 'rithmatic. (a little household book keeping). 

Earlier in the week had Art tried a few options to get the satellite to work without any luck. He'll have to phone again Monday, though he had a thought last night which will mean a trip to the roof to check. Too cold and windy today.

His ham radio shortwave seem to have an antenna connection problem too, That too will wait for warmer and dryer weather. 

His APRS though has been connecting well through the International Space Station recently although it was off for just over a day while the Astronauts did some maintenance outside.



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