We really need tires for François and since Zaragoza is a good sized city we decided to take the day and see if we could find some here. A google search led me to a tire place with multiple branches in Zaragoza and one of them was near Costco so that is where we went to start the day. The store near Costco did not have any but the receptionist did a quick search and found that another branch did. She even said she would call ahead since she wasn’t sure anyone there spoke English. On arrival it was clear we were expected, and they got right to work. It was a busy place with a police car, two ambulances, a road safety truck, and a bunch of cars getting tires.
We spent time watching the cars come and go, watching a cooking show on the TV with one of the customers, and Ton tried to read the local papers. The two local papers had extensive coverage of yesterdays parade, its too bad we couldn’t read them.
Since we had such good luck with the tires we decided to try a RV place to see if we could solve our problem with the privacy screen. A google search showed a place with good ratings that was supposed to be a dealer for our motorhome. It was only about 15 minutes away so we decided to try our luck again. Greta directed us into a BP station and said we had arrived. We looked around for a minute and saw a shop with a motorhome in front of it tucked into a corner of the lot with the BP. I went in and asked if they could look at the problem. The lady was very nice but then said no mechanic, vacation. She did come out and look at the problem, she asked where we were going next and when I told her Barcelona she actually called a repair place there and described our problem. Unfortunately, they told her they could not fix it.
Figuring we still had done pretty well, and having solved our major problem we decided another trip to Costco would do us some good. After an hour of walking around Costco, and filling another cart with stuff we headed out to François to see a major thunderstorm heading towards us.
The land around Zaragoza reminds me of the mid-west which means you can see the storms coming. We beat feet for the campground, and I was just able to get set up on our site before the storm hit. We spent the rest of the day relaxing and watching the thunderstorms approach trying to guess if they were going to hit us. Two of them did, both pretty large with lots of lightning and rain.