I was tired when we reached the auto repair shop. I had been traveling for eighteen hours straight and I was lost. I needed to get my car fixed and I needed to get some rest. The guy at the shop told me where a hotel was within walking distance. It was late, so he said he would check out my car in the morning. I went to the hotel, checked in and fell to sleep as soon as I hit the bed. I woke up the next morning to a ringing phone. The car repair shop called the hotel searching for me. They connected me and I asked him what was wrong. He told me there was a problem with my transmission. It was going to cost me five hundred bucks to fix my car. I found out the shop were transmission experts by asking around. I also called my brother and told him my situation. He hung up the phone asking me how in the world I found my way to Austin, Texas.
I eventually made it to my brother's house. My car worked fine the rest of the trip and I had plenty of time to see both Texas and Oklahoma. My brother hugged me when I pulled up at his house. He thought it was funny that I broke down in Texas. I told him if he thought it was so funny, maybe he should pay the bill. This shut him up. The best news was my vacation was for two weeks, the visit was fun and my car made it back to Cincinnati without another problem. Two more states were crossed off my list of states I needed to visit.
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