(The car is white.)... or something like that. Our first step toward integration into German culture...the purchase of an automobile worth of both the narrow streets of Europe and the speed of the Autobahn. The Mercedes may be fancy-schmancy here in the US, but where we're going, Stuttgart Germany is the location of the Mercedes factory. So we'll just be another duck in a row over there.
It was time to say good-bye to 'old reliable. My beautiful Suburban today was left at a dealer in Denver. As I pulled away from the dealer lot in my shiny new (old) car, I took a moment to curse myself for giving up that beacon of family travel, that snow plow of a vehicle. How could I just walk away? Heated seats... 4 WD... DVD... cargo space for a whole baseball team. How could I have thought that I was done with that wonderful car? Well, gas mileage is why. I remind myself of the terrible fuel economy of the bohemouth SUV and I feel right about our decision to scale down.
And so now, in my garage sits a smaller, more fuel economic version of the family touring vehicle. Still seats 7, still room for pooch, great safety and performance ratings. This is the car that will more appropriately take us around Europe over the next 3+ years.
And it is good. Das junge frau haas longe haar. (oops, wrong German lesson.)
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