Lo siento. Mi esposa estaba burlando de mi "hillbilly spanish." Y por eso, yo deje escribir. Yo estaba bien callado. Y a la misma vez, parece que no hay mucha gente interesado en esa tema.
Nuestro hogar esta situada en un barrio un poco bajo. Hay mucha gente de menor recursos por aqui. Y tambien hay muchos vagabundos, que se llamen "touristas sin fondos."
Y por eso, la quite la rueda de la caretilla. Nadie va a robar una caretilla sin rueda.
Entonces, injertos de chabacanos estaban a la venta en el Home Depot. Los albocoques son mis favoritos, y yo compre dos arbolitos. Y cuando yo fui a emplantar los, la llanta de la caretilla estaba bien flat sin aire.
Y por eso, fuimos a la tienda de llantas. Ya empiezo la batalla. Los empleados de la tienda de llantas nos miraron como locos. Ellos no pudieron arreglar esa typo de llanta por falta de equipaje.
Y por eso, fuimos al otro lado de la ciudad. Phoenix es una ciudad bi polar o mejor esquizofrenica. Al norte, todo esta en ingles, pero en el parte sur de la avenida Glendale todo esta en espanol. Es Mexico de afuera.
Fuimos en busca de una llantera. La llantera es un taller donde arreglan reparciones de llantas y se venden llantas usadas o robadas. Y hay una llantera que se rentan llantas.
La llantera es una cosa de Mexico en los estados unidos.
Y por una razon desconcida, unas son llanteras y otros son llanterias. La palabra "llanteria" en espanol tiene el importe de una "crying fit or a tizzy." Por diez dolares y una hora malgastado en una llantera sucia la llanta estaba arreglada al fin.
Y el colmo era cuando llegemos a la casa, el axel fue desaparcido. Mi esposa confeso que lo tire en la basura. Para ella el era nada mas que otro pedazo de chatarra.
Ya busqemos por todos partes un axel nuevo. No hay. Pero una tienda "online" se vende el parte por cuarenta dolares.
Las arbolitos fueron emplantados sin una caratilla.
I am sorry. My wife was making fun of my hillbilly Spanish, so I left off posting. She shut me up good. Anyway, I didn't think that many people were interested in the thread.
Our home is located in a lower class neighborhood. There are a lot of low income people living here, and we also have a lot of homeless people which we call tourist without funds.
For this reason, I removed the wheel from the wheel barrow. Nobody steals a wheel barrow without a wheel.
Well, apricot trees came on sale at Home Depot. I bought two, and when I went to plant them, the tire on the wheel barrow was as flat as can be.
Off we went to the tire store. The battle began. Well the guys at the tire store looked at us like we were crazy. The couldn't fix a tire that small; they didn't have the equipment.
So we went off to the otherside of town. Phoenix is a bi polar, or to more exact a schizophenic town. The north part is all in English, but south of Glendale Avenue, it is all in Spanish. It is Mexico out of Mexico.
We were in search of a "llantera." This is a shop that fixes and sells used and stolen tires. There is even one that rents tires.
The llantera is a bit of Mexico in the USA.
And for some unknown reason, some are denoted as llanteras and others are denoted as llanterias. The term llanteria in Spanish actually means a crying fit or tizzy.
Anyway, for ten dollars and an hour wasted in a filthy llantera, the wheel barrow tire was whole again.
The worst part was that when we got home again, the axel was missing. We couldn't find it anywhere. Finally, when I described it to my wife, she admitted that she had thown it into the trash. To her it was just another piece of my junk.
We have searched high and low, and we cannot find a replacement. There is an online store that has the axel kit for forty dollars and shipping.
The apricot trees got planted without the wheel barrow.
Rufus