In the morning it's a short drive to Auto Cool to leave the Riviera to their tender mercies. Judging by the gallery on the wall in their workshop (including what I think is a '65 Riviera GS) they're used to fixing aircon on older cars, so I'm sure the car's in safe hands. It may have been a short drive, but it's a 2 mile walk back to the motel. This is preferable, however, to another ride with a suicidal / homicidal cab driver.
The rest of the day is spent reading. I never knew that Robert Ludlum wrote a couple of humorous novels but he did and 'The Road To Omaha' is a great mixture of running jokes and a well-structured plot. It may not be a perfect way to spend the day, especially on a supposed road trip that's currently not going anywhere, but it'll do. An opportunity to recharge the batteries before the last leg of the road trip may well not be a bad thing.
Rebuilt radiator and new aircon parts (that silver bit bottom right of the photo is the receiver drier thing I bought back in Texas) under the hood of the Riviera.
In the afternoon I walk those miles back up to Auto Cool and collect the Riviera. $300 later I have a car that can seems to think it can get as cold as a meat locker inside. I wasn't expecting a lot from a 60's aircon system, but it seems I may have been wrong. I'm not underestimating those Buick engineers again - they really did know how to build a quality car.
It's been an expensive, but necessary, few days. I can't wait to hit the road again.