Tag Archive for 'Car'

In which I drive 500 miles (and we enjoy a nice break out of LA)

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In this holiday season, nothing much goes on at the office so I decided to take the week off between Xmas and New Year and finally take the family out of the Thirty Miles Zone also known as Los Angeles…

After gathering intel from various coworkers and friends, we did set our mind up to a trip to Santa Barbara and San Luis Obispo (SLO). So Wednesday evening, we decided to book a hotel, look at the map and set up stops and places to visit…

At first Sarah wasn’t that sure of my driving and kept offering to swap with me, until finally asking if she could drive from Santa Barbara to SLO, but I had to make it clear that practice makes things better and I was allowed to get back behind the wheel after a pretty poor meal on the beach in Santa Barbara, only punctuated by an attack of a group os seagulls…

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After another couple of hours of driving, we finally made it to SLO and our hotel. Thanks to Expedia, everything was fine, room was booked OK and Thia had a large grown up bed just for her…

Day 2 of the break was the touristic day and resulted in the visit of Pismo Beach and its surfers (Thia met a Pelican) and the Hearst Castle, which against all odds, was extremely nice.

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You might wonder why the suspicion? Well, what could go wrong when an American multi-zillionaire decides to buy castles, churches, missions, roman vilas and God knows what in Europe and Asia and works on a architectural mash-up on the top of a hill, on a 770 hectares piece of land, while running close to 30 businesses? Well, everything! But not this time… (See pics)

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Our last day was mainly spent on the road, giving however a second chance to Santa Barbara, having blamed the guide and stopped at the harbor there. And this time, we really got why this is called the “Riviera of the US”… It just felt like Nice/Cannes and it has been decided that we will have to go back there at some point…

So all in all, cool little break, great sceneries and definitely  a new will to explore more of what this country has to offer!

As usual, more pictures in the pics section…

In which I face another problem with my car…

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Some people have it, some people don’t… but one thing is sure… I am not a car genius… And so far, I have been plagued by tiny annoying problems.

So the last installment of  the “Cyril’s not a car’s best friend” started over a month ago, when coming back from Amsterdam, I tried to start my car and faced an empty battery issue… So the first step was to try to find jump start cables. Once this was done, I started to look into the process… very scary at first… “Attach the red wire to the + bolt of the dead battery, then the red wire (the other end obviously) to the + bolt of the active battery. Then the black to the - bolt on the active battery and the black onto the… oh, no… not the the - bolt on my car’s battery… “Please find a piece of metal that is grounded, as every battery made after 1991 are meant to be grounded, etc… “… But where? Block Engine? Ah… What is the block Engine? I guess, the big thing in the middle… “Avoid connecting the remaining wire to the pipe leading to the carburetor”… Well, so on the block engine, but not on a pipe? Oh and not on the side of the car either…

So after 20 minutes of shaking hands trying to connect all these things, Sarah found where to connect and off we went, my car did start. We then went for a little ride for approximately an hour, trying to recharge the dead battery.

A couple of weeks go by and boom… again… Getting good at it, it only takes few minutes to jump start the car and off I go, another hour spent on the road… 

Then 2 weeks ago, I drive to the office (planning to buy an anniversary present for Sarah during my lunch break) and park on the roof of the building. I then go back around noon, cars on the left, cars on the right and A DEAD ENGINE! Arrrggggg…

After 4 days (it took that long to find a time when no one was parked on either side of my car), a colleague of mine, Miles, kindly helps me to jump start the bloody car and I can go home. No time for driving around.

And then last week, still having to buy a present for Sarah and having meetings in various locations that day, I decide to take my car, but this time… I am clever, I park at a corner, making sure that any car could park next to me and jump start me… Which didn’t fail… Car dead… Sarah had to come to the rescue…

I then finally decided to admit that my battery might have an issue and that it was time to seek help from a specialist! So I ask around and Yoshi points me to some garage. Went there and 30 minutes later, my car had a new battery and engine was starting perfectly all the time…

It only took me a month to reach that point!

Does anyone want to be what the next problem might be? (so far we had a large scratch on the right side of the car (still to be fixed), a failing sun roof, a defective passenger seat and a dead battery…) 

I am not sure cars are my best friends yet!

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Well, for those who have followed the scratched car story (and the first instance of my trouble with the driving side of the southern Californian lifestyle), here is the latest development of Tryphoon meets motor vehicles…

So, after I scratched the Flintmobile (nickname given by Sarah as it seems that driving in my car feels like being the car from the Flintstones), my love story with my little rocket went down by a notch… Nothing dramatic but enough to neglect it for a couple of months. The scratch hasn’t been fixed yet and cleaning her seems to have been an option…

The next step happened last week when my sun roof stop functioning, blocked in a semi open position, refusing to move in any direction… Less attention given to the car…

Then some warning light keep coming up on my dashboard, but not having the instruction manual for Flitnmobile, I had to finally ask around what this weird red logo meant. It appeared to be a minor issue… Total lack of coolant in the engine. With the help of Perigil (colleague at the Mouse), I bought new coolant, fed the monster and the light disappeared… This apeared to be a turning point where I decided it was time to give the love back to my car and decided I would book several appointments to get it fixed and I would find some time to wash it.

So I did… Last night… And I washed her with energy, all the energy required by a couple of months of dust and insects scattered around her body. This is when things went wrong again. Using a normal kitchen sponge, I thought it might help if I used the scratching side of it, not thinking about the paint or what could happen to it. She was dirty, I had to get rid of the dirt. And I scratch, and scratch, and rince, and scratch until she looks fine. This is only at that point that I realised that some of the zones I insisted so much seemed to look different… lighter in color… well, simply SCRATCHED!!!!

Stupid me!!! So, now the Flintmobile not only has a right wing totally scratched, but several balled patches on its front, top and left wing…

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And as if this wouldn’t be enough already, today, after having had lunch with Cedric (one of Jean and Audrey’s friend who recently moved to LA with wife and baby as well), I had the joy of finding a sweet love letter attached to my windshield, signed from the Burbank Parking Enforcement Center… MY FIRST TICKET! BAST***S! I can’t remember seeing any sign, the curb wasn’t red, nothing! I AM INNOCENT (and pi***d off)

So there you go, here is the story of Tryphoon and his little car and the ton of problems around her!

First scratch!

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Well, it had to happen at one point or another, but here it is! I have got the first scratch on my car! I know I am not yet a great driver but I wish I could have managed to get a little scratch… Not the ENTIRE rear panel as it is now!

So how did this happen? Well, simply. Am in a rush, have to be in the office within 10 minutes for a call… and my car is stuck in the car park between a huge pickup (Yukon) and a a big pillar… I did really well avoiding to scratch the Yukon and I don’t know how I did it but I managed to get my car simply totally stuck between the pillar on the right and the wall at the front… And suddenly, the deafening noise and the realisation that I must have damanged my little pimp mobile… Another 10 minutes and I am finally out of this bloody parking space and I can asses the damages… :(

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So any help about getting this fixed will be really appreciated as I have absolutely no clue where I shall go from here! :)

License to drive

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Hell froze over! Yes, ladies and gentlemen, 20 years after I first started to learn how to drive, aged 17, in France, I now am officially allowed to drive as I got my driver’s license today!

Next steps: buying my car and then trying to survive for a couple of weeks on the streets of California!