I drive a small car

May 4th, 2009 at 5:21 pm by james

My car is cute. My car is satisfyingly, counter-culturally compact. The longer I live in South Africa the stronger the impulse to park my car out of sight and walk the last few hundred yards to meetings.

For the past few weeks my car’s home has been under a fig tree in the yard. Today it looks like a fig-eating bird has ingested it and then passed it. Even though I drove really really fast to my meeting this afternoon (to try to blow it clean), it still looked like a sort of smallish, coarse-grained dinosaur dropping between the two shiny BMWs at the investment bank.

So now my car is counter-culturally compact and stop-and-stare dirty. It’s a stereotype breaker, my car. I’d wash it if it wasn’t such a powerful statement.

One Response to “I drive a small car”

  1. Peter Says:

    I know how you feel. In the OosKaap, the locals are so pernickety about the way they/their cars look that they wash them at least once a week, and look at mine with candid disdain. The solution is to drive a small, compact 4×4 😉

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