I’m a Saturday Night Live fan or I should say I’m a fan every 3 years or so. I remember watching Saturday Night Live and there was a specific set about a car made of clay. This was about the time my sister was learning to drive, so we all teased her she needed this car. Especially after jumping the ditch at grandma’s house in the escort. In this comic set, the driver would crash into things then get out, hand sculpt the exterior clay and then keep going.
Living here and driving with the traffic we do, it’s not uncommon for cars to have lots of dings, knicks and fender damage. We don’t want our car to be beat up, but at the same time, we know it’s part of living here. Many times motorcycles trying to cut through traffic and will be going between cars and the handlebar ends are banging back and forth down the side of the car. People roll into each other since we all drive standard transmissions and no one bats an eye. Taxi’s will bang into each other and keep going. The other day while our car was parked just outside our gate, someone came driving up and realized they turned on the wrong road and while turning around backed into our front bumper. I was out there when it happened and the driver didn’t even look at me while I inspected the car, but drove on since he didn’t hear glass shatter.
For a split second I thought, if the car only had a clay exterior. Things are handled different here compared to the USA and cars are thought of differently because I remember a time when my mom door dinged someone and that person wanted her to pay for a whole new paint job.
I guess no shattered glass means no worries? I can’t imagine driving in traffic like that – with everyone going in different directions. I thought NYC and Washington, D.C. were difficult! Once more I am reminded of how well off we are – and don’t thank God enough!
The clay car! Flashback!! I never lived down the clay car idea or jumping the ditch at Grandma’s. Those memories still make me laugh out loud! Thanks for the smile and another glimpse of your daily life that is almost unbelievable to me! Love you!
I love the seeing the photos you post, but I cling to “seeing” your routine, day-to-day life through the lens of the word pictures you write, especially when you frame them by your thoughts and memories. Miss you. Miss you all. Love you. Love you all.