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My Explorer was in the shop this week, so I borrowed a Jeep Wrangler from a friend. Ted, a former co-worker, has taken a two-year assignment in Kenya and left his Jeep for my son to sell. Perfect timing with the needed repairs to my truck. With Ted's permission, I anxiously hopped behind the wheel of his Jeep.
Truth is I've really been chomping at the bit to drive a Jeep. I love driving a stick, and this 6-speed made my mouth water. Somehow, a Jeep is the ultimate carefree, exciting vehicle.... like at any moment you can jump off-road and head for the hills. Or take the top off and cruise without a care in the world!
It really was great fun to take to the road in the Jeep. It somehow has its own attitude. From the sharp look, to its ability to transform itself, to the tight transmission, to the "Jeep wave," owners know "It's a Jeep thing." Kinda enjoyed being a part of this exclusive club. And the ride itself was an adventure!
But, four days later, I realize I'm not as carefree as I had hoped. Missed my power windows. I can't remember the last time I had to crank the window down. And, what about climbing up into a Jeep Wrangler? Not the most graceful thing in 4-inch heels. And with a cold Ohio breeze whipping my face, what about remote entry? What... I have to dig for a key??!
So, the sporty Jeep is now parked in the drive, and a "For Sale" sign is soon to be posted. I'm content to have my trusty Explorer back, comfy pillow tucked behind my back. (Oh.... and no car payment!)