I love driving on the left side of the road! I kind of learned stick shift the other day.... right hand drive stick shift, that is. Love the new challenges. My car, Sababa, and I have fallen in love. We do everything together. One time Maegan and I met these 4 beautiful Israeli boys at a river near Cromwell...we made food together that night at the river and spoke about war, politics, love, race, humor and appetite...and the guys kept saying the word, "Sababa!" We came to find out that it means, Cool! In Hebrew. So that was that. I'll never forget those boys. So free and wild and funny. They were best friends, and we joined their family for the evening.
Sababa got us there.
I feel like she smiles when we go on adventures. I'm going to miss her, indefinitely. I really lucked out with this car...she's taken me EVERYWHERE I ever wanted to go. To the mountains, to the beach, thru the fjordlands, forests, dunes, rivers, to the springs, to waterfalls with baby fur seals and to the edge of Lake Hawea...the most beautiful place on earth. I push the seats down and sleep in the cramped back seat with the hatchback up, if weather permits. ONE TIME, we fit three girls in the back like sardines. We parked at the edge of the ocean at dusk and set up camp. We tented the back of the hatch against a huge bush...with bunjee cords and a tarp we found in the woods earlier that day. It was raining as we fell asleep in our sleeping bags side-by-side-by-side. It was quaint.
Until suddenly we awoke to find the tarp had been ripped from its cords, it was flailing in the wind, wild and monstrous. The rain was coming down in sheets and the ocean was meeting it halfway...It felt as if we were to be swallowed by the earths angst. As if we were not meant to be there...we were being told to leave. One of the girls was quite scared, but we stood our ground. We ended up closing the hatch, stuffing the tarp in the bush and tried sleeping sitting up in Sababa...cold, wet and exhausted. Though it was the coldest night of my life, I loved the struggle all the same. It makes beds and houses feel like heaven. I appreciate the little things a lot more these days.
