November 24th, 2009
Car Issues in Brisbane
Our trip to Brisbane was pretty uneventful, which is just how I like it, since our car was broken into the other day. We arrived around 2pm. The place we were staying, one of the five star Brisbane hotels, was right in the city. We’ve stayed there before and the hotel very accommodating and very nice. It was perfect for relaxing.
With the break-in to our car, we had some organising to to. That took me phone call after phone call, and each time I thought I had it all sorted out, but mistakes had taken place, which left me wondering what I had to do to get things done correctly. At one point, my insurance company helped arrange for my car to be repaired, but that was back in Sydney, 1000 kilometers away! By the time our week was over, everything was finally approved and my car will be fixed here in Brisbane. All I had to do was wait for my insurance company to send over the money. I did my darnedest to make sure everything was all finalized, considering our circumstances, I thought it was quite acceptable for them to rush my paperwork through, but it didn’t work out that way.
My faith in insurance companies diminished and my patience was being tested. Being here in Brisbane was becoming stressful and busy instead of fun and relaxing. But, I did manage to enjoy a little bit of the city. We decided we wanted to eat Japanese, so we walked into the section of the city and found a place where they cook the food right in-front of you. That was really very enjoyable. My daughter ended up wearing more than she ate.
A couple of days later, my Aunt and Uncle, plus my two cousins were in town and they dropped by for a quick visit. I told them about my car issue and my Uncle told me he’d sell it for me. What a relief! Yay, for Uncles! Because, the next day, we were due to leave Brisbane. I had only reserved our room through tomorrow. So, I was very grateful to see my Uncle take over the dealing with my car.
He even took us to the airport so we would catch our flight to Kuala Lumpur on time. My mom’s brother is a keeper!
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