Well, it was nice while it lasted. 364 more days of being 36. Then, with any luck, something else happens.
Yesterday I went and kicked the tires on what at first appeared to just be an old Toyota pickup. It’s near this park where I like to run and it had a big For Sale sign on it. It’s one of those early 80s 2wd trucks- really minimal little truck, with doors so light that when they’re slammed they make an almost musical little *poing* sound. I figured $500-$750- cheap transportation with utility and dignity.
Well, what to my wondering eyes should appear when I walked up on it? A little black sticker that says “diesel.” It’s a 1980 HiLux- one of the most dependable trucks ever made, though only a tiny handful of these trucks ever made it to the US. In Latin America and Southeast Asia, the HiLux is the absolute workhorse truck.
It’s got to be cheaper to maintain than the damn mercedes that’s been sitting in my driveway for three months. (argh) The plan as it stands right now is to sell the Mercedes asap and snatch up that Toyo. Cross your fingers for me.