My gas guzzling days are over. I have shed my unnecessary extravagance. The end of an era, so to speak. This weekend was a big one in many ways (more about that later), but in particular it was a significant in our vehicular history. This weekend, Suzy and I pulled the trigger on a new car – which spelled the end for the big shiny Ford F150. You see, we’ve been talking about this for some time, our vehicle situation. The truck, even though I love it to death, is just not practical as a family car. It’s beautiful, it’s comfortable and quiet inside, it’s easy to drive, powerful as heck (V8 5.4Liter), but it has plenty of downsides for practicality. Besides the fact that it’s downright expensive, it also consumes petrol at an alarming rate, it’s too tall for us to get a car seat in-out of, it’s not good for more than two people, etc…
And so, we began the search for a new vehicle. I have a strong aversion to mini-vans. I know, I know. They are great for families. Sliding doors are fantastic for kids. Having three rows of seats is great for getting the grandparents in the vehicle too. But they just carry that stigma – the soccer mom stigma. (Don’t get me wrong, I fully intend to be a soccer dad) Blech! No mini-van for me.
And at the end of the day we found ourselves a great compromise. We eventually settled on a gorgeous little cross-over SUV – which is really just a slightly larger than a station wagon. In reality, it is a station wagon with a SUV-like gait. It’s waaay more fuel efficient than the truck. The payments are way less. It’s safe, it’s quiet, it’s comfortable. All said, I’m really happy with the purchase.
I was definitely sad to see the old truck go, but it was a good run. We had some good times together doing truck-like things, camping, road-tripping, hauling loads and just driving to work. Alas, these days are over. Farewell dear truck. We’ve embarked on a new era.