October 1, 2010 by Amy

Off to Chicago!

Heading up to Chi-Town this weekend to see a photography exhibit.  Just one more example of M’s unending support of my love of old photographer dudes.  Good man, M.

I want to take The Fun Car on our road trip.  After all, the car was made for road trips and it’s one of the reasons we bought it.  I thought.

M checked the weather.  “Nope.  Not taking it.  40% chance of rain both tonight and tomorrow.”

Oh, for the love of Pete.  The car has been in the rain before.  It will eventually be in the rain again.

I have a feeling his desire to not take The Fun Car is more due to the necessity of leaving it in Millennium Park Garage while we visit the exhibit, and less weather-related.  However, we do not speak of such ghastly occurrences as door dings, scratches or (gasp!) theft.  To speak of them would be to acknowledge their possibility.

And so, we shall take the ZoeMobile, which used to be my road-trip car of preference and is no longer.

a.) it’s not as comfortable.  (It used to be comfortable, just like the RSX used to be fast and zippy.  Now both cars are relegated to “not Corvette” status.  Which ranks them considerably lower than before in all categories.)

b.) it doesn’t have a nav system.  (Which leads to my Yahoo mapping our route and giving verbal instructions to M as he drives, and our getting lost, and then the inevitable argument.  This explains my absolute and undying adoration for the Corvette’s nav system, cleverly named HAL after the movie 2001: A Space Odyssey.  HAL has never let us down and even if it did, no way would M ever yell at The Fun Car.)  (And, to give credit where credit is due, HAL somehow seems to know how to read directions that make sense, unlike myself, who is so directionally challenged that, even when it’s laid out clearly and easily in front of me, I still manage to go the wrong way.) (All the time.) (Dammit.)

c.) it doesn’t have a satellite radio, which means we get to channel surf as soon as we get outside of St. Louis.  And we all know that channel surfing is so 2009.  For us, anyway.  We are late-comers to the satellite radio party.

Eh, whatever car we take, I know we’ll have a good time.  I get to see Henri Cartier-Bresson and my BIL in the same trip (bonus!), and I get to spend quality one-on-one time with my hubby.  And we’re only gone one overnight, so I’m not missing too much Zozer time.

Wish me luck with the navigation.  Seriously.  I need all the help I can get.

“Good evening, Michael.  Where would you like to drive?”  (Said in my best creepy HAL voice.)