Fahrvergnügen

I went on several unsuccessful trips to the store this weekend, ultimately braving the crowds for no good reason. Just as I was beginning to get a little down about it, I found this little guy, just hanging out in the parking lot. It made my day.

My family had a yellow bug when I was little. I have fond memories of watching my dad work on it every week after it broke down. I wasn’t very old, but he was still able to teach me his near-foolproof method of fixing it. It involved hitting the engine with a hammer.

Even though you have to have two back-up cars in order to own one of these (and that’s even knowing about the hammering the engine secret), I really want one when I grow up. I feel like you’ve really made it in the world if you can own a car this unreliable.