The end of an era

I am very depressed about Fiona. She is my car. A 1984 Cadillac Sedan Deville. Metallic Blue. A land yacht that will seat six and hold a month of groceries in the trunk . She is very ill these days, and 28 is pretty old in "car" years.

I know I should probably just let go, it's only a car right? Here is the thing: I don't like plastic interiors and tinny light doors that don't *thunk* when you close them. I don't like that every car on the road today has that egg shape for aerodynamics to squeeze out another mpg. I mean can you really tell the difference between a honda fit, a hyundai accent a nissan versa and a kia rio from a distance?...I doubt it. When you saw my car rolling down the highway...most of the population would instantly recognize it as a Cadillac. Why? because its got tail fins and it's as big as a house...that's why.

 Probably at least 30 strangers have stopped me when I was out driving her and complimented her or asked if I wanted to sell her. I am betting that doesn't happen to Kia Rio owners.  Back in the day (I hate saying that shit...it makes me sound old) cars had style. They were built to evoke an emotional reaction by merely looking at them. Part of your individuality was tied to what kind of car you drove. Is that vain and silly?...of course it is...and I am sad that that time has passed in our society. Don't get me wrong, I definitely agree with conserving resources and am all about recycling and the green movement...and I think keeping this car on the road thus keeping another plastic egg from being created and all the associated energy costs and use of resources to make another plastic egg has somehow justified my driving a car that gets 20 mpg on the highway with a tailwind.

 You could comfortably drive it from anywhere to anywhere without a back ache or neck strain. It was like driving your living room couch down the road. It truly rode "like a Cadillac". Oregon to Texas in 4 days with a single one night hotel stay?...traveling with a trailer and a dog? Bring it on. I got this.



I am currently driving a rented Nissan Versa...a very plastic, very egg shaped car that you would never notice in your travels, because it looks like every other plastic, egg shaped car that you pass every time you go out.

I am trying to breathe life back into her, but it may be the end of an era for us.