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Puerto Cabello, Carabobo, Venezuela
Seven years ago on a not very pleasant trip I went from Cantaura to Puerto Cabello to look for my mother and younger brothers because the grandfather was in a rather complicated state of health and had asked to see them. I started my trip with a friend who helped me not to fall asleep on the way, according to Google it is 7 hours and 31 minutes on the road, but one always stops to fill up the fuel and / or to do some basic need such as eating , urinate and others; particularly hard 9 hours on the road if there is not much traffic.
Information source, Cantaura - Puerto Cabello distance.
When I had already traveled 3 hours on the road I noticed that the temperature on my dashboard was increasing, I stopped at the gasoline pump in the city of Puerto Piritu to verify what was happening, indeed there was a problem with the radiator, the top cap or plastic tank it had cracked, I proceeded to look for it to replace it and continue and no store had the replacement, an ingenious man told me: "There is nothing that does not solve a glue-tank" these resins are very good, I prepared them and placed them in the crack of the tank, we waited for it to dry and we started the trip again; Everything was perfect until approximately 3 more hours of travel when I was on the Guatire - Guarenas highway, almost reaching the city of Caracas, the vehicle overheated.
Thank God there are always cranes on the road, I had to pay to go from there to a safer place, it seems that the most practical thing would be the Terminal de Oriente, which was a few kilometers away because I could move to find the part, I searched and I searched and unfortunately I couldn't find it. Ten o'clock came and I still had no solution.
Information source, Guatire - Terminal de Oriente.
My friend and I were thinking about sunrise at the terminal when suddenly a friend of mine from years ago approached us, I had not seen him for a long time, years ago we did theater together ...
And he said to me: "Hello Rosberlly, time without knowing about you, what happened to your car?"
I told him the whole story until I got there and how urgent it was for me to get to Puerto Cabello.
And he said to me: "Don't worry, that's nothing for THE WIZARD".
I laughed, because he is very witty, but he said:
"Seriously, let me look it up."
Wait in silence and after twenty minutes I arrive with a man, EL MAGO, I check the vehicle and when he finished he said:" Do you know how to make cake? "I said yes, and he replied: 'Look for two eggs and separate the whites from the yellows'; it was very late at night and in Caracas it is dangerous to walk on the street, but my friend said to me:" Don't worry, I can get them from the boys who sell fast food."
It only took twenty more minutes for him to arrive with the eggs, ** EL MAGO ** returned and said to me: "Do you trust ME?" and I said: YES. and he replied: "Ok, start the car."
I started the car, while He removed the spring from the radiator cap so that the pressure did not increase. Then he put the egg whites on the radiator and said: "Go back, don't leave the terminal"; I listened to him, went and came back, and he told me that I could go now, that I had to be aware of pouring water into every pump I met on the way.
I thanked EL MAGO and my friend infinite thanks, but I never saw them again.
I started the trip again following the recommendations and managed to get to Puerto Cabello at one in the morning without any problem.
What happened? As it did?
The egg whites due to the high temperature of the water in the radiator cooked and sealed the crack internally, as the pressure was not applied due to the absence of the spring, it could be maintained without problems.
At dawn I had to do the maintenance of the radiator, I found the right spare, the car was in optimal condition at two in the afternoon and I was exhausted, I couldn't drive, we decided to rest and leave at dawn the next day. day.
Indeed, it was so, we left at five in the morning, when we had already two hours on the way my mother's husband called to ask us where we were going, we were almost in Caracas, his father was a little complicated that day, he only passed one one more hour and wrote saying: "My Dad passed away" A great man, **THE GRANDFATHER OF EVERYONE** Grandfather Yoyo, that's what we called him with love.
We did not manage to arrive to fulfill your last wishes!
Years later, I had to make a trip to Barquisimeto using public transport and I stopped to ask the people at the Oriente terminal Who is the Magician? It turns out that this humble man who gave us his support, help, collaboratio is the owner of the largest fleet of buses that are there in that terminal, GOD Bless you even more, today, tomorrow and always. There are still good-hearted people ready to help people.
