OK first of all, the truck we rented to move our family of four was too small. So we had to move again. Or that's what if felt like. We loaded one huge truck with half our stuff, drove from Orange County (about 8 hours), unloaded it, drove back down to the OC, loaded the truck with the rest of our stuff, put the dogs in the car, and drove almost straight back to SF.
Before we went back for our second move we took the kids to my sister-in-laws house and parked our wonderful, fabulous VW Passat on a side street by where we were staying so that it could be parked for longer than just a few hours.
When we came back on Sunday we unloaded the truck. On Monday we checked on our VW and it was gone. Was it stolen????? Of course not. We learned by talking to a guy fixing his fence that the night before, some druken kid took the corner too fast and totalled two parked cars. Unfortunately for us, our beloved VW was one of them. The police report said that he rolled around in the street for a moment and said I must have hit a thousand cars.
RIP our little Passat and welcome to the big city.
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