I’m not a car person, I never had posters of Ferrari F40s on my wall and I didn’t have that many toys cars. I don’t know anything about engines or what torque means. I find cars annoying - they always breakdown and they are really expensive to run (especially here in the UK).
The one thing I like about cars is that they take you places. I remember the feeling of getting my license and feeling that I could go wherever I wanted, whenever I wanted. I didn’t need to book tickets or ask for lifts any more the world (or at least the bits I could reach on a tank of petrol) was mine.
A car means freedom.
I’m sure I’ve blogged about it before but I hope to one day be able to go on an epic road trip, preferably in a car like the one above.Did you know that the UK is only 874 miles long? The idea of a ‘cross country’ road trip works better in the USA than it does in England.
So the plan is this: get a cheap flight to the west coast of America, buy a cheap car or find a car hire company who let you drop off on the other side of the country, get driving. I also need a girl to sit in the passenger seat and read maps, applicants must look good with the wind in their hair ;)
