Last week, I decided to trade in my beloved Saturn for a new Subaru.
My Saturn was just a 2007, but there were already 122,000 miles on it. I realized that car has literally been with me from sea to shining sea, from Daytona Beach to Laguna Beach. It took me to Phoenix and brought me home again. As I cleaned it out, I found brochures from Canyonlands National Park, Florissant Fossil Beds National Monument, a sticker from the Ocoee River in Georgia that I rafted a few years ago, and parking passes from Sedona and the North Woods. That car has taken me to amazing places.
It was also difficult to not buy another Saturn. I've loved Saturns since the one my parents let me drive in high school, an ugly gold car named Simon. I put a bumper sticker on it that said "Eat people, not animals" and took that car all kinds of crazy places. Seriously I can't figure out how my parents never caught me lying when I said I was sleeping over at Nina's and went to a rave in Madison instead.
But it was time for a change. My Saturn could no longer meet my outdoorsy needs. And, since Saturns are no longer being made, I was told to ditch it as soon as possible because parts would be really expensive.
Last week, I went to test drive a Subaru Forester with no intention of buying anything. I drove my new Forester home that night.
My new car is such a badass. I can sleep in the back of it and take it on crazy primitive roads. I now understand why Subaru's tagline is "Love."
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