Anyway, after a number of calls, I was just about to throw in the towel, as the two men arrived. Fabian, probably about 30yrs, and his Colleague somewhat older. We were then taken of a tour of the mountains, looking at totally unsuitable houses. I had come to the impression, that we were never going to see the house we wanted to, and I could not work out why, it appeared, that they just didn't want to sell it, and instead of telling us, they were making excuses, however the reason was to come out later in the day.
Unfortunately, these tours lead to problems with the car. We had been lead up passed heaven, I even said 'Hi' to God as we were passing, oxygen masks a necessity if you lived up there, on top or nearly on top of the mountains, we were on our way back down, when the engine cut out, I lost the power steering, the brake was pathetic, so I was driving one handed with the other on the hand brake, and coasting. We were miles from civilisation, with no hope of directing a breakdown vehicle to our location, because neither of us had a clue. Fortunately, Marcela was able to get a mobile signal, and contact the others, who were well ahead, and they pulled over, until I coasted up behind them, sweating like a pig, it was terrifying.
The engine warning light was on, but the temperature was normal, Marcela rang her Uncle who has a Garage, and having answered his questions, he said it was a faulty sensor switch, not to worry, let the car stand for a while, then it would start, and we could drive it as normal, it was going into his Garage tomorrow anyway for another minor problem, so he said he would sort it. As he said the car started as normal, however not being totally convinced, we said we would cancel the rest of our appointments, Fabian was horrified, and suggested, we park up the car, where he knew it would be safe and go with them, so we did, and saw more non-starter homes.
We decided then to pick up the car, and we went off to see the one house we had wanted to see all morning, by the time we arrived it was getting on for 1pm, and poor old Pépe had been in his muzzle alone since 8.30am.
We were taken to Copacabana, and about five minutes off the motorway, pulling up at the house we now think might be home!
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