After a fun time in Indiana at our college reunion, we headed home Saturday afternoon. After a bit, we started noticing that when we turned left the Yukon made a grinding sound - like the tire was rubbing on something. We pulled over and couldn't find anything. The further we drove the worse it seemed to get. We made the decision to get off the single lane highway through nowheresville and find a larger city just in case. It was a good move. We stopped and got a hotel about an hour south of Chicago in Bradley, IL, and ended up stranded there.
We are happy that we were stranded in a location that had just about every restaurant or store a person could want...there was even a mall, all within walking distance. Since there wasn't any garages open until Monday, we did a lot of walking. Monday morning we were able to get the Yukon in to be fixed. They were working on it by 8 a.m. and we were on the road by 10 a.m. The wheel bearing assembly was in bad shape and needed replaced. The mechanic say it was a good thing we stopped because it would never have made it back to Iowa.
No, we weren't happy about the delay or the expense of car repair, extra hotel, food, etc., but we are still thankful. Thankful that we didn't break down on the side of the road. Thankful that I wasn't traveling alone. Thankful that we weren't stuck in a town of 500 people. And thankful that God provided Jeff and I the opportunity to spend quality time together without the distractions of jobs and church.
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I have to agree with Mom that maybe it is time to use a different vehicle for traveling long distances.
But...the other one just got totalled by a garbage truck!
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