Day 27: My car is near busto in Phili

And so as it was foretold many moons ago by its predecesors, that one day the blue Saturn SL with no power steering will eventually run no mo on the road and go busto. It was a beautiful brilliant Friday afternoon and I had just picked up my brother from the airport. The weather had finally turned around as it was about 75 degees outside without a hint of the horrid constant drizzle I had in DC just a couple days ago. We headed into the old town immediately after I picked him up to go see where the forefathers of this country laid the framework for us today. The streets of downtown Phili are ridiculously tiny, so much so that they don't even have those little cross walk lights. Phili is pretty much the birthplace of our country. Independence hall is where the Declaration of Independence and Constitution were signed. The liberty bell was directly across the street so we decided to go by there as well. Apparently it has cracked about 3 or 4 times getting recasted every time.

On the way back from downtown my brother noticed a strange smell inside my car and since I am no stranger to odd smells I ignored it and kept on going. Less than five minutes later I was on the shoulder unable to get out of first gear. My clutch had completely shut down and was loose like it had fallen asleep. I made it to metered parking area where I could keep it for the night. I actually leave the car here for the next couple days because we had planned to go Altantic City the next morning.

AC was similar to Tunica (the last place I went to gamble) in that there seems to be extreme poverty except for the mammoth casinos that dot the boardwalk. All three of us went immediately to play poker at the Trump Taj Mahal. There was actually only 2 spots available at the table and since we all wanted to play together I offered 25 bucks for the first person to leave. I instantly got action on my proposition, payed the man in chips and was instantly down for my session. We ended up degenerating it up until about 5 a.m. My cousin claimed to put down 15 whiskey cokes in the 12 or so straight hours that we were there. Since it was so late and the cheapest hotel in town was 250 dollars we decided to pay 5 dollars to sleep in the parking lot in our car.

We came back Sunday afternoon where I had to wait 4 hours for AAA to come get me. It is now at a local mechanic shop where I will get the verdic tomorrow morning.