Yesterday was not a great day.
Today wasn't much better.
Partly because once things start to go wrong, they always seem to continue to go wrong... but mostly because I had an exhausting 3-1/2 hour drive awaiting me at the end of my work day. As I have written many times before, the journey to Spokane is long, boring, and filled with mostly nothing. Which is not to say that I have anything against Spokane itself... it's actually a pleasant and interesting city... it's just not so frickin' mind-blowing that I want to spend 3-1/2 hours driving here.
But... work... and all that.
Anyway...
About 2/3 of the way to Spokane is an exit for the city of Washtucna, Washington. I have never been there. But every time I drive by the exit sign, I find myself saying "Washtucna" out loud over and over again in an attempt to find the proper pronunciation, all the while wondering what the city might be like. Today was no different...
Wash-tuck-NAH!
WARSH-took-neh!
Wash-TUCK-naaaaaah!
When all of a sudden...
BLAM!
RATTLE! RATTLE! RATTLE! RATTLE!
Apparently my muffler and/or exhaust pipe has now come loose from the frame of my car.
As I said, once things start to go wrong, they always seem to continue to go wrong, because I had already been having problems with my piece-of-shit automobile. And now I have new ones.
So... as you can see by this map, I was not exaggerating about the vast expanse of nothing going on in the Central Washington Columbia Basin...
There was nowhere I could pull off I-90 and travel to where I could be assured of there being an auto repair shop... certainly not one that would be open at 6:00pm. All I could really do was keep going and hope my car didn't fall apart before I got to Spokane. And all the while I was having to listen to...
RATTLE! RATTLE! RATTLE! RATTLE!
Luckily for me, my car held together.
Like the Millenium Falcon, but not really.
And so I did what any normal person would do after driving 3-1/2 hours with a car that's falling apart. PIZZA!!!
Car repairs can wait until tomorrow.
Probably.
Wash-TUCK-naaaaaah!
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HAHAHAHA! I actually said “Wash-tuck-nah” OUT LOUD then I saw the title. Agreed, mind-numbing drive, that one.
It could always be worse. You could have been attacked by giant Cicada Killer Wasps!
My mostly-deaf, hillbilly Wes Ginnie uncle would have pronounced that “Warsh-TUCK-ner.”
Having spent time living in central Washington (back in the mid 80’s), I don’t think I’ve ever remembered seeing Washtucna.
Pizza can be magical, especially when it comes to pending car repairs.
Is that Da Vinci’s Pizza?!
Kinda. David’s Pizza is gone, but they are making David’s Pizza’s pizzas at Famous Ed’s. Not quite the same, but still delicious!