Throughout university, our friends & I were adventurous. Our small university town had little to offer, so the weekends were for road trips & getaways to nearby cities. Both of us all were interested in exploring current areas & trying current food, so each weekend the people I was with and I would choose a current place to venture for the weekend. Like most university students, our budget was entirely limited & the cars the people I was with and I had at the time were reliable, however nothing flashy. Typically, the people I was with and I would take our best friends motorcar because she had the best cooling system proposal in her motorcar & she loved to drive. As the people I was with and I did every weekend, the people I was with and I all piled into her motorcar & set off, radio & cooling system blasting to find our warm season weekend adventure. The hot & cold temperatures had been severely high throughout that warm season & the people I was with and I were all grateful for the cool air coming from the cooling system. When the people I was with and I stopped for small breaks, the people I was with and I would rush from the cooling system of her motorcar through the balmy warm season air into the cool cooling system of our stop. Both of us were set for another good weekend, until, without warning the cooling system completely stopped blowing. Although there was air coming from the cooling system, the fan was not working & it was warm air. Both of us rolled down the windows & tried to make the best of it, however the heat inside the motorcar was almost unbearable. Only half way to our destination, the people I was with and I made a stop at the local mechanic to see if they could help. Both of us sat inside the air conditioned shop waiting for the mechanic to assess the problem. Luckily, the problem was an simple repair so the people I was with and I soon had an air conditioned motorcar once again & were able to love the rest of our weekend trip.