I recently bought a new car. No, not a
new new car, more like a campy, spirited,
experienced car. Yes, it's more than a little used, and yes it was cheaper than most worthwhile DSLR digital cameras, but now I finally have some wheels.
Some of you may remember my last car, a 1996 Toyota Corolla, which I had my parents sell while I was backpacking through the Balkans. I now fully realize how nice of a car that really was... I never even gave it a name. :'(
Anyway, it's been a year and a half (is that all??) since I've had some wheels, and now I'm finally back on the road. Time to unveil the spoils: I bought a 1990 Toyota Camry Station Wagon. It's a little creaky and it has a few rust spots, but the interior is immaculate and it gets great gas mileage. PLUS it came with free new(ish) studded snow tires, a huge bonus for the upcoming Spokane winter. I used to own a station wagon in high school, which I lovingly named the Speed Wagon. The Camry is Speed Wagon 2.0.
I haven't used the wagon portion yet, but I'm eagerly awaiting the day when I can stuff a couch or coffee table in the back of my car. Any station wagon owner will tell you, the greatest joy in life is being able to cram your car full of junk just to see how much can fit. I proudly crammed three sousaphones and a concert tuba in the back of Speed Wagon 1.0 (which my band director annoyingly dubbed the Tuba Wagon for the remainder of the marching season).
My sister Anne is moving up to Spokane this week (excited), so I should soon be having plenty of fun cramming and hauling assorted Good Will items all over town. Time for SW2.0 to shine.