What with the hours of car time necessary to get us home from our holiday outing, our little corps-of-four will be loading up and heading north first thing (though admittedly, only early by my standards). We drive a nice, if fairly ordinary, car. We’re a car = transportation couple, my spouse and I. Not the sort who would be willing to spend the kind of money, let alone take the risk of caring for and protecting it, that such a vehicle would require. We are hardly 100% practical, but fancy wheels are just not in our wheelhouse.
Still, a girl can dream. Even if I have no inclination to have the expense and responsibility of owning a snazzy car, I’ve been known to develop a crush on the occasional automobile. Truth be told, it’s highly likely that my loves of this celebrity-heartthrob variety are mostly influenced by remembrances of happy times and circumstances in my own life. Silly of me, but I’m kind of a sucker for late 60s and early 70s muscle cars.
So you’ll understand that, while we’re tooling up the freeway in our luggage-laden, comfy and serviceable and even moderately cute Honda Fit, I may possibly in my mind be riding in a certain other sort of car. Fantasy can carry me a long way, you know.
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HA!!! We have a Kia Rio!!! I LOVE Old cars. I think new cars look like tennis shoes or aqua dinosaurs…. Laugh now but you’ll see now that I’ve said it! I can’t drive a shoe with lights!!!
Not to mention the shoe BOXES on the road: Honda Element (or Elephant, as we know it), the Cube, and assorted other very non-aerodynamic cars so popular these days. Give me a quirky, curvaceous or sleek and speedy-looking one any day. As long as I don’t have to pay for it! 😉
LOL I’d rather take the bus!!!!
Oh, nostalgia hits BIG!! In high school, one of my very close friends had a ’67 Chevelle SS AND a ’55 Chevy. (My first car was a ’73 Dodge Charger)
Lucky guys! My first car, bought after college, was very UN-sexy–a ’77 Plymouth Volare station wagon–but despite its practicality for carrying a weighty load of construction tools and its staid fake-paneled looks it did have a bit of secret muscle: a slant-six engine that could drive straight up a cliff if I asked it to (and heavy duty shocks to support the tools I was carrying) and a pretty snazzy stereo system I put in it. So I treasured it all the same. Ah, first love! 🙂