Saturday 28th June - Having left the UK on a cool, hazy afternoon, it was something of a shock to step out of the airport in Newark, New Jersey straight into a wall of heat and stifling humidity. Having spent the last two summers in the UK, we had forgotten what a hot summer's evening felt like! Thankfully though, it has since cooled somewhat and thunderstorms have broken the back of the humidity.
Having done the essential British thing of describing the weather, we can now get on with the rest of the story! Using Jen's grandparents' house in New Jersey as a base, our first task in the States was to find a vehicle to take us from NJ to San Francisco, a journey that we will make over the course 5 months. And in true Pateman style, said vehicle should be a van, in which we shall camp.
Our internet research before leaving home had revealed that hiring a van for that period would cost upwards of $8000 (4000 Sterling - I write on my Grandpa's computer, which appears not to have a pound sign... my stiff upper lip quivers at the revelation!). So our mission was to buy and licence a vehicle for less than that figure...
At breakfast on our first morning in NJ, a scan of the local papers uncovered a candidate just a few miles away - a privately listed green and gold Chevrolet Astro van, up for $3495. So off we all went, Jen, Andy, Grandma and Grandpa (I think the gramps were curious to see what we crazy kids were up to!). On arrival, the van looked reasonable. Opening the sliding door, her delightful green leather interior was perhaps on the rough side - plenty of stuffing coming out of the seats etc. However, it was really the way the van listed to starboard when Andy struck her up that suggested we might do well to look elsewhere!
The rest of the day was spent visiting every used car lot in a 15 mile radius (this being America, that's lots of lots!). Due to the rise in petrol prices over here, people are not buying cars right now. They are particularly not buying big and old ones, so the dealers were pushing every form of immense and ancient gas guzzler you can imagine on us! I would be lying if I said we weren't tempted to get something bigger than we had originally intended, for a bargain price... we really loved the ma-hoo-sive converted Dodge Ram vans! However, at 10 miles to the gallon, common sense (and tight-waddishness) prevailed, and we walked away from the thirstiest of the beasties.
Next time, we go west - life is peaceful there...
1 comment:
Love reading your prose!
Is it Andy who's the budding author or do you share this talent?
Drove into work thinking about u so here I am, must get the kidz 2 tell u about their happenings.
Soon
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