After a pretty good nights sleep, considering I was in a strange bed in a strange city without my hubby and kitties, we got up and made plans. First thing was getting the car to a mechanic to have it looked at. While walking out to the car I snapped the view from our hotel: Drove to Les Schwab and parked. A mechanic came out to greet us and see what we needed. Showed him the car and his first words were "what happened?!?!?!" To which we replied, we had no idea as the car had been "borrowed". So he checks to see how soon he can get us in, but the next open appointment was 2 pm. I looked at mom and said I would rather stay another night if need be, but I really wanted the car looked at. She agreed and we made the appointment. Now we had a few hours to kill. The mechanic suggested the Grand Sierra for a little gambling and lunch. So we headed off. We decided that no matter what, we were going to see about getting back on the road after getting the car looked