I’ve been a bit concerned about the cracked glass in the passenger side wing mirror. That is the glass cover for the indicator light, not the mirror itself. There is a tiny bit of glass missing and I don’t want it to fail the MOT on that – anything else R0X1 might fail on is beyond my control/knowledge. So, after much humming and hahing, I decided to bite the bullet, blow the expense, have the darned thing replaced and quit worrying. Remembering how quickly I was able to have the driver’s side replaced in France (it helps that R0X1 is “normal” over here, being left hand drive, and the replacement doesn’t have to be specially ordered) I decided it would be quicker to have it done here. Off I toddled to Caravanas Lorca, the place that sorted out a connector for my hose to attach to the waste pipe 2 years ago, a good job done and very accommodating and friendly.
Mirror replacement; Round 1.
I remembered the way and arrived at about 11am. With only one person serving and dealing with a complicated problem, or then it might not have been complicated but it certainly took a great deal of time, I waited patiently for 1/2 an hour for my turn. Señor came and looked at the offending mirror and got on the phone to order a replacement. This took quite some time as when he eventually got through there seemed to be a very long conversation for just a simple order to be placed. However, after the call finished he informed me that if I returned at 7pm the new mirror would be fitted and I gave him the money required.
Mirror replacement; Round 2.
I duly arrived at 7pm and was pleased to see the mirror had arrived first. The mechanic proceeded to remove the old mirror – except it didn’t happen as it should have. I ended up holding the old unit up whilst he fiddled around trying to detach it, to no avail. He requested (we had discovered we could communicate fairly satisfactorily in a mixture of Frenspanglais) to take R0X for five minutes to the electrician at Fiat for some help. It was 8pm when he got back so nothing further could be done that evening. The existing mirror apparently had a sensor underneath and the replacement was obviously wrong as it didn’t, and anyway the electrical connector that should have been on the existing mirror was nowhere to be found. Could I please return at 11am the next morning and we would proceed to the Fiat dealer for him to check the part against R0X1’s engine number.
Mirror replacement; Round 3.
Once again I returned at the requested time and waited happily re-reading Fuelling the Fire prior to my e-buddy author Roland Ladley publishing the new volume in his thriller series tomorrow. Señor arrived at 11.55! Off we went to the Fiat dealership and the engine number was typed into the computer and the computer’s opinion was that the part I had already purchased was the correct part, the mirror currently attached to R0X1 was definitely incorrect, explaining three separate problems; the connector issue, the sensor (whose purpose remains unknown) and my inability to adjust the existing mirror to a satisfactory position for rear-viewing since it’s attachment 18 months ago. At this point Señor explained (in Frenspanglais) that he would leave me in Fiat’s capable hands for the correct mirror to be attached to R0X1. With much help from Google translate, as the reception guy spoke as much English and French as I speak Spanish, the work sheet was duly filled out (tho’ why my passport number was needed I have no idea). It was now well gone 1pm and siesta time was almost upon us. I sat in the waiting area unsure if I would be locked in until 5pm. Mr Ladley’s words to the rescue again – until just before 2pm (phew that was close) when I was able to drive R0X and her perfectly adjusted, brand spanking, new wing mirror away.
Now my regular reader might think that all that unhurried Spanish approach has made me a tad irritable. Au contraire. I am highly delighted; successful conclusion, time well spent reading and a bill €155 euros below what I paid a few weeks ago in France. Result!
Last night’s almost full moon.
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