@Frank_404s: glad to help.
@lura: sorry for the delayed answer. The washprimer is used when there is still some superficial rust and/or where you want to increase the adherence of the primer and the paint to the steel. It is catalized and not diluted with water. I did not use inside the cabin, just lightly sanded the paint, cleaned and applied a couple of hands of new primer, the light grey one. On the outside, the primer is to be sanded with waterproof sand paper for good prior to painting. You will see.
During the next week I continued to take rust and old covering out of the bottom of the cabin, and it was as hard as slow. After a lot of work there still was dirt and stuff to clean. Unfortunately, I had some extra work, regular type of work, and had to go to Santiago twice for other reasons and found not much time to go on with the cleaning.
Life is strange... and fantastic, and there are no coincidences, you know. Someone came to Carmen looking for help, with a little white cat found on the street in her hands. It was pretty much similar to RunRun and… you know… Carmen kept it without even thinking of it.
Let me introduce Gotye, the new arrived. She was an albin female, one month old, completely deaf and adorable. She had also an ocular infection though she healed quiet fast with the proper treatment, and the gang at home gave her a warm welcome.
Next Saturday Edie gave the last retouches to the front of the cabin while I struggled against the uneasy positions under it. At some moment the front was ready and then we primed it and the interior of the cabin as well. We left the floor for later, though. It looked really good, but the primer enhanced a few imperfections that claimed Edie’s care a little more.
Edie went under the cabin too and helped me a little once he finished with the plaster work. He is pretty short so he had not too much problems to go down there and remove some of the remaining old covering.
Sunday morning I was really exhausted, but the dogs were pünktlich waiting for the run, so Carmen kicked me off the bed mercylessly, again. Seems they are all against me.
I reached to finish the cleaning of the engine tunnel that Saturday, but the rest still needed a lot of attention, as you can see. Working the whole Monday afternoon I only got to clean under the driver’s side, partially. And the fingers ached like hell, again. Hmm…
And, finally, we reached the top of our possibilities, and the eighth -and the last- dog came to us from the last brood of Eduardo’s german sheperds. Yes… I know what you guys are thinking. Ecco would be, together with Deva, the guardians of our new house in the country. Of course… we have to build it yet, but the guy was already here, the biggest among his brothers, so… he came in, one ear up and the other still down and with many pointy teeth ready to chew everything. He would slowly find his place among the gang.