I am not a car person-I’m the type of person who says ‘the blue car’, never the make.
A Chrysler and a Bentley look exactly the same to me. A sports car is a sports car, weather it is a Porche or a Saturn.
I have theories about people who spend too much money on cars or that drive military style vehicles in the city...if you are interested in knowing them, email me.
I plan to never own a new car- although I have. The depreciation is staggering enough to have made me reform.
My first car was a white 1982 BMW- My grandmother drove it once a week for about twenty years before I got it- It served me well. When we moved to the Caribbean it was driven from Toronto to Miami then shipped via ship to Phillipsburg. I am sure she is still enjoying the good life, on island time.
I will also never own an expensive car, I don’t deserve to. I treat my car like a huge trash can that I empty out when I am looking for a lost library book. I also treat my car like a bumper car- I wait till it hits and then stop- neither of these make Dr. J happy.
My only car ‘wish’ is to one day own a yellow one. That is my dream wish.
SO- how I ended up at a car show this weekend has more to do with the funnel cakes then with the cars. I don’t ‘get’ car shows but I appreciate it as a creative outlet. Here are some photos from the event-
This was my favorite car- an orange VW van. The inside was super cool and they had a basket of FREE lollipops in the back, so it was the monkeys favorite car too.
And the reason I was even at this show: