I know I blog about cars a lot (ok, twice). I’m not car-crazy, I swear. At least not in the way some people are. I like having a car. But, frankly, if my car starts almost every time and if it has 4 wheels and a radio, I’m pretty happy. I’ve come to the point in my car journey where mufflers and heaters are luxury options. So, when I get a “new” car, I’m pretty stoked. So, I’m gonna take you through a little photo-journey through the purchase of our most recent vehicle. And don’t worry, now that we own 2 cars less that 12 years old, you won’t have to hear about another car purchase for at least 20 more years. I fully expect to hand these cars down to my grandchildren. It’s the curse of having a husband who is both handy and thrifty. But mostly thrifty.
So, the journey begins here with our old cars. We had to trade in TWO cars to get ONE full trade-in value. A 1994 Altima and a 1995 Honda Accord. Here they are at the dealership, waiting to be crushed and melted. They had been sitting outside in our driveway for 5 years waiting to be put out of their rusty misery. One had a dead battery because the key is unable to be removed from the ignition so it has to just stay in accessory-on position until it dies. So, we had to jump-start it in the rain to get it to the dealership. But the other car’s hood was rusted shut so we had to pound it open with a crow-bar to get the jumper cables on. True story. You can’t make this stuff up. When we got there, the service guy had to take them for a spin to “check them out.” They said it was the routine. We warned him not to be scared of all the squealing noises and NOT to turn them off unless he had jumper cables. Somehow, they passed inspection and we got the trade-in. I think it’s because they both had almost full tanks of gas. That’s worth a good $75.
Shiloh had a hard time letting go. Here he is at the dealership watching our old cars out the window. We had to wait a long time while we did paperwork and Shiloh could hear the old cars calling to him. He thinks they still had several good decades of driving left in them. I disagreed. Strongly. In the end, he chose me. I knew he would. 🙂 But it was a hard decision for him. So, he spent some private time saying goodbye.
While we waited, they drove up our “new” car, a 2007 Camry, so I could take it for a spin. Shiloh had picked it out the day before and purchased it “contingent on my approval”. I declined the offer to test-drive the new car. It was raining, I was tired, I trusted my husband. I didn’t need to drive it around Bergstrom’s parking lot. But mostly, there was nothing that could be wrong with that Camry that would cause me to take home those two old cars instead. Nothing. My husband had signed off on a new car and we had driven the old cars to the dealership. I was NOT going home without that Camry. If I didn’t like it, I didn’t want to know.
Here are all the things we needed to bring with us to get our new car. We needed the titles for the two old cars, of course. (We could only find one). We needed a checkbook, because Shiloh will only pay “cash” for a car. Financing is for sissies. (He tried to pay with nickels, but the dealership balked). We needed 2 screwdrivers because you always need screwdrivers for something with our old cars: opening gas caps, turning ignition keys, rolling down windows. (Turns out we needed some sort of hydraulic power tool to get the license plates off, but the dealership had to provide that).
Here’s our new car sitting right next to the car of Dan, Shiloh’s best friend. Notice any similarities? I should have known that, if I sent Shiloh out to buy a car, he would go with what he knows. And what he knows is: royal blue 2007 Camry with tan interior. Identical to Dan’s. I’m so glad Shiloh has such good taste in friends who have such good taste in cars.
As I’m looking at the picture, I also notice that Dan has a nicely paved driveway and a new garage with doors that go up and down. Hhhhmmmmmm. I think I know my next “project” for Shiloh.