I have to say I really don’t know much about cars (although I aim to be driving by the end of the year). However, this weekend I had serious car envy. The object of my envy was the Honda CRV. We saw loads of them on our road trip (Apparently, Honda’s are the most reliable cars in the UK an award they have held for 7 years in a row).
This weekend we drove down to Wakefield for my son’s cousins birthday. I expected there to be tears on the journey because we where travelling with a toddler. Getting him to sit still for 4 hours seemed like a lot to ask. However, throughout the journey LO was a dream. I on the other hand was restless and felt queasy all the way. Did I mention I hate road trips. We had a car buff with us (my husband’s cousin). He constantly pointed out beautiful cars to us, talking about the size of the engine and all the kind of things men say about a car that makes you feel they are talking about a woman. They where so animated (Seriously! what’s it with men and cars). My friend who recently passed her driving test has been researching on a car to buy (by researching I mean asking her mum). Her mum swears by the Honda she has had hers for over 5 years and has never had a problem with it. As for me, I don’t care what the size of the engine is or how many horse powers. Call me a girl, Yep I still don’t care. Its beautiful, reliable and has leg room. I WANT IT.
DH was so impressed by LO behaviour on this trip that he started penciling in more road trips in to our schedule. I reminded him that this year is a busy year. Alas no one hearkened to my voice of reasoning. So here is an open letter to DH.
Dear DH, I am a tired old woman with aching bones *winks* the only thing that is going to get me on another road trip is a Honda CRV (see image below). This is the way I like to roll so please comply. The end. Rant Over.