crisscrossing the atlantic seaboard in a medium-size sedan with 300 baby t-shirts, 100 baby bibs, 100 craft cases, 75 modular bags, 200 passport covers, 300 cell phone cleaners, 1 EZ up tent, peg board, 3 folding tables, and 1 very large springer spaniel has been taxing to say the least. it's a wonder we are able to cram everything in each time.
so much so that, after a seventeen hour road trip, stuffed into a 2 foot square space, feidler often ends up looking like this:
so, here it is. we give up. throw in the towel. very soon, we will be driving around in our very own...gulp...station wagon.
at the premature age of 15, ann began her driving career in a chevy caprice - an auspicious start.
to this day, she can parallel park a mack truck, if wants to.
but honestly, she's always been jealous of claire's station wagon/hearse on six feet under.
can you just imagine us pulling up at the renegade craft fair in this bad boy? all it needs is a HUGE spool of thread and a needle on top, and we'd be good to go.
I also drove a Caprice for many years! Of course, my first car was a Dodge Ram Charger suburban-type thingy.
ReplyDeleteright on, chevy caprice sister!
ReplyDeleteI definitely vote for the hearse option. You could Mogo it out!
ReplyDeletei love the use of "mogo" as a verb. rebecca, we mogo you!
ReplyDeleteI'm now driving a Subaru Outback wagon. I call it The Perfessermobile.
ReplyDeleteAt least I still have my scooter to give me some edge!