I was excited to see him at first, because he was our one and only car for the entire 3 ½ years we were in Spain, not to mention our entire relationship in California pre-Spain. He has taken us from Arizona to Las Vegas, all up and down Southern Spain to Northern Portugal…he’s like a part of the family.
That being said, I NEVER want to drive Gary again. I have been officially spoiled by our new Toyota Prius (still name-less…any suggestions???)
Here is a short list of the things I have NOT missed about Gary being our main mode of transportation.
- You cannot exit the vehicle from the back passenger door…at least not until someone from the outside opens it because it no longer opens from the inside.
- You cannot open the back glass window, because it may very well fall off and shatter if you do.
- The center console leather is peeling so badly that I’ve scrapped my arm numerous times just reaching for something in the passenger seat.
- The radio does not work…must be something to do with the missing antennae…
- The paint is fading…it actually has gone from black to gray, old-man-Gary!
- It cost $70 to fill up ¾ of the tank, and most of that gas was used up by the time we drove from San Diego back to Escondido. For less than HALF that you can fill up the Prius entirely, and then drive 550+ miles before filling up again.
On the positive side, we realized we shipped our California license plates in our household goods shipment instead of with the car. We won’t get this shipment until 1) we find a job and 2) we find a house which could be months from now. So Spanish-license-plate-Gary can just chill in the front driveway until then!
Maybe I “accidentally” shipped the plates that way on purpose…I’ll never tell!
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