Fall has arrived in this part of the hemisphere, and days are getting shorter. Hence, I thought it would be a good idea to leave reasonable early from work, and find a nice spot to watch the sunset. I shouldn't come very far because my rental car had other plans.
Our company provides cars for the stay of their guests, which is nice but comes with a downside. The rental company, known for its low rates, is also infamous for the quality of their vehicles. So, while I was puttering along suddenly the car made funny noises, the dashboard started flickering, and then went black. I had the GPS going showing me the speed, so I continued until suddenly the cage just went completely dead in the middle of the road while I was overtaking a parked truck. I put on the hazard lights and maneuvered the car backwards closer to the curb, until the hazard lights decided to stop working as well. There I was, stranded in a somewhat sketchy area of Auckland suburbs, with dawn arriving.
I phoned up the rental company... answering machine, then I called the colleague responsible for arranging the rental to get me out of there. He said that he was living too far away but would call another colleague. Half an hour later Steve, a big hat of the company I work for arrived, secured the car, and did that thing again that the Kiwis are so adorable for. He asked if I was hungry (of course by the time he arrived I was) and if I like fish (Taraki or so?), and invited me home to have dinner with his family.
I missed the sunset but the fish was simply gorgeous, and it turned out to be a lovely evening nevertheless.