Goodbye faithful steed

This has been my ride in Korea.

I bought it used and it was a wonderful car for the most part until this last month.  On Tuesday I was delivering groceries to Girls Camp when it's little engine gave up the ghost.  Unfortunately I was right in the middle of an intersection... on a hill.  I turned on my hazards and waved the other cars around me.  I also called my insurance agency, who in turn called a tow truck to come.   It was while I was waiting for a tow truck that two very nice Korean cops stopped to help me.  We eventually got the car started again and drove it to the side of the intersection.
         Since I was just 500 yards away from the retreat where the YW were staying they sent another car down to pick up the groceries.  And I continued to wait with the cops. We hung out in their car with the air conditioning set to max, since it was scorching hot.  The tow truck driver arrived and we had a nice conversation, where nobody understood each other and we all resorted to our smart phones and their maps to show each other where we wanted to tow the car.  The cops left and I went with the tow truck driver.
       Koreans are addicted to their smart phones, you'll notice in the previous post that the cop was playing on his phone while we waited.  The tow truck driver played on his phone while driving the entire distance.  I played on my phone so that I wouldn't freak out about all our close calls.  Scariest ride of my life!!
      At the garage I learned that it would cost about $600 dollars to fix my car.  Since I am leaving next month, it wasn't worth it.  I sold it for parts yesterday and will spend my last month walking and taking public transportation.
       So goodbye Korea, I have one less thing tying me here and one less regret about moving home.  And one more awesome, "Oh, Korea!" story.