Life in Vermont can be wonderful. Life in Vermont with no transportation can be quite challenging. Such was life here for the past two weeks when my little Toyota decided she just couldn’t hang in there any longer. Thus began the search for a replacement.
Car shopping with very little money – I mean very little money - is always interesting, and this time around proved no different. We met a number of new people, from a hauty Frenchman to a rather wasted young woman. We found some good cars, some decent cars, and some real scary cars. We ended up with a beautiful car purchased from a stone mason who lived miles up a dirt mountain road in the middle of nowhere.
Is she cute or what? And not a speck of rust on her anywhere. Anywhere. Amazing that one can find an 18 year old car in Vermont – that has always been in Vermont – and has absolutely no rust. Not even underneath. None. She’s gorgeous, will hold all the boys, and has enough room that, should we need to do a show or two, all our racks and supplies will fit nicely in the back.
Anyone need an inexpensive Toyota that no longer runs?
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