Friday, March 16, 2012

Convertible Weather

After rehearsals Tuesday night, I was driving around town with the ragtop down enjoying the weather and digging the ride. I decided to pay a visit to Jason. He jumped into the car and we cruised around for a while before stopping for a few beers at the pub.

"I wonder what the poor people are doing!" I said in my faux-rich voice with sounds a lot like Thurston Howell III from Gilligan's island.

I like driving, but I haven't loved driving since I got rid of my '97 Pontiac Sunfire GT several years ago. As a sporty car, the Sunfire is more like a short soccer player than a full blown jock of a car, but it was still a lot of fun to drive. And I especially liked cruising down Lake Shore Drive with the moon roof open. It was a sad day when I had to get rid of it for something more family friendly. I spent a good 10 years seeing driving as a chore, especially when the old Saturn starting having problems two years ago. My Mustang convertible has freed me and now I find that I will make any excuse to get into the car and drive somewhere.

I took the day off yesterday and decided to take my daughter out shopping for dresses. We hopped into the car, put the top down and shot up the highway to the mall. I looked back every so often and saw her digging the ride. It reminded me of when my own father had splurged on renting a convertible in Maui and drove my sister and I around in it. With the palm trees shooting by at 80 mph against the backdrop of mountains covered in green, I thought that there could not possibly be a better moment in all of creation. I was wrong. Actually being the driver beats it. And it's even better when you have someone with you to enjoy the ride. My daughter said that riding so fast in it, it felt like jumping into a pool to infinity.

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