My first car

Waking up at 4.30 am isno fun, let me tell you that, but with a coffee life starts to look better. Now, after my 3rd coffee for the day, I can actually open my eyes without being too much hurt by the bright light. Travelling ... Flying ... And when I left home I also said goodbye to my car, my very first. I took the driving licence very late, I was not like many of my friends who when they reached 18 they were driving all around. It took me a while, probably because I did not feel the need to drive, walking or taking public means of transport suited me fine. For long distances I took the train and the plane, so why bother? But then I started to work and among my duties were travels in the middle of deep rural areas. Unreachable without a car and I did not have the luxury of a driver, so I had to. And with this came also my first car, a lovely feasty red blitzer who takes me everywhere. We have a good relationship, no accidents, no damage, and she still works like magic. She came with me to Germany as well, and here I discovered that she is not made for speedy highways, she is a comfortable little car, who feels at home on quiet streets. But in the end she is great and for the next 3 weeks I will miss driving her around!

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