We find ourselves using our friend Lauren's 1999 Subaru wagon for the weekend. Long story short, she and her husband and infant baby are going to Davis this weekend, and their A/C is busted. So we lent them the Volvo, and took this thing.
I'm all for friendship, and I would make the trade again in a minute, but this is one seriously bad car -- slow, ugly and surprisingly cramped for a wagon, this thing makes a good case for walking. It is so ugly I didn't even bother going outside to take a picture, I just shot this one through my office window.
Jen's working tonight, so I think I'll hop in the Subaru, put on a flannel shirt and some patchouli oil, and go flirt with girls wearing peasant skirts and Birkenstocks, perhaps somewhere out in West Marin. I'd be discovered as an impostor, though -- it would be like the episode of Seinfeld where George pretended he was a marine biologist. haha!
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