What a weekend.

Last Saturday, October 4th, we decieded to go to the far side of Etna in search of festivals. There was to be a Pistachio Festival in Bronte, which we found out was last weekend. We decieded to venture further around, there was a geocache we were interested in finding, but decieded not to because it was down in a river gorge, but the weather was cold and wet and we thought it would be best to put this one off until next summer. We spotted a walunt festive up in a town on the hill, but what is this, the battery light is on in the car.. what to do?! Just keep playing was our thought. The light wasn't bright and this is an it is an old car. We went to the walunt festival which we found out didn't start until after 7pm, so we decided to head on home. Then about 20 miles from the base and 50 miles from our home, on the AutoStrada (freeway) the car dddddddiiiiiieeeeesssss. Dead on the side of the road. Here comes the tow truck minutes later, but no english. After calling base for a translator, we get towed, while sitting in our car (see the video). The tow truck driver leaves us just off the highway in a city we have never heard of with nothing around, but the toll booths. Thank God we have already made friends here and someone came a short while later to pick us up, by that time though we walked around and found an out door bar. Randy and Anne relax while Cameron kicked a soccer ball around with some kids. I will say this was a learning experience and we paid a bit for it. Oh well, you live and learn; Its only money. The brush in the alternator was bad and our mechanic fixed it. Alls well that ends well.