Vehicular Nostalgia

In a minor stroke of luck, I managed to avoid having to go pick up a friend from the mechanic’s, as my slightly less fortunate friend incurred a large enough maintainance bill to be allowed to drive the “loaner” for the day. I insisted they take me for a ride, though, when I saw they were driving a behemoth “family truckster” style station wagon, complete with stained bench seats, clunking gear shift, and that boat-like ride. I’d forgotten how different they were from an SUV – they’re as big, but they ride much closer to the ground. It was a major nostalgia trip. I kept feeling like I ought to be sitting in the back with a bevy of siblings or schoolmates.