In The Peeved Department!

The picture says it all. I just don’t know what the driver was thinking? That no other car needed to park close to my almighty Beemer? Or I am too sexy for the parking lot. Or touch me if you can. Or I am a Beemer so beat it! Or I am jerk I don’t know how to park. Or I am jerk, this is the way I park and I can’t care less what you think or feel! Whatever it was, he needed to be conscious that parking lots are public meaning, for everybody. They should be shared. This is the reason why there are dividers, you stay here and stay there. One spot per car and not one car per two spots. Humility, not a word. It is the thing of the past!

Ticket anyone?!

Riding Around The Neighborhood

With no particular place to go.

He just went for a stroll. Who ever said that you can only spot these vintage cars in Cuba?! The owner was strolling, afraid of parking so not to damage it. Curious minds wanted to see it and the owner, a man in his 70’s, very proud of machinery, robustly smiled to the wandering eyes. Now, that’s a beauty!

She or he just went mad. It looks like a revolution, war of bumper stickers, not referring to their content. The poor thing is perhaps begging for mercy. I wonder if anyone will be willing to buy it in the future or it is going straight to become a junk yard BFF?!  The beauty of the car, non existent.