Well, this story isn't really current. I'm writing about what happened when my father drove me to Sundsvall with his car two and a half week ago. The plan was that he took some things I have here back to Stockholm when he went back, more things than I could take on a train. We were not completely sure that it would work out with the car, until the very last day. The car is a bit old, so if it gets too cold something bad might happen, at least my father thought so.. Luckily it wasn't the coldest day in Stockholm and my father didn't think it was too cold so we drove.
There's 377 kilometers from Stockholm to Sundsvall. When we were 5 minutes away from Sundsvall there was some sound in the car, a small "bang". That made the heat in the car pass out cold, so to say. Without heat we had to stop for a short while on the side of the road and take on our jackets, but we decided to keep on going, it wasn't that far anyway.
Five minutes later, when we are almost inside this city and 2.5 kilometer from where I live the car stops completely. We had to stand at the side of the road and call a tow truck. They were nice enough to take our car with them, then leave my father at his hotel and then me home. The hope was that there was a slight mistake in the cars system somewhere, there was a theory but I can't recall it. I don't know much about what you call stuff in cars.
The next day they told my father that the entire system had broken down, not just that one thing. Which ment paying a lot, and having to wait one more day, so he had to stay at the hotel for 2 days. Well, at least it gave him time for a haircut, which he's happy with. The car was ready but it was in a small place a little to the south of Sundsvall, he had to take the bus there. That meant that I couldn't just put everything I wanted in the backseats of the car. I could only give him what he could take on the bus.
On Friday I'm going to head back to Stockholm and say goodbye to Sundsvall until September, except for a few days in Sundsvall for some feedback on how the internship is going so far. I'm going with a friends car and he has promised me some space for bags etc, but not infinite. Oh well, as long as I get the most important things with me.
I hope the way home works out better. My fathers car is actually getting a new chance. My friend is gonna drop me off at my fathers job where his car will be standing, repaired. Then I move the stuff from my friends car to my fathers. My fathers job means less of an extra trip for my friend than to the house.
That was a little story for you :)
The pictures is taken during the 45 minutes we waited for the tow truck when the car broke..