For this weeks's Free Write we were back at our favorite summertime Southern France café EXCEPT the weather felt more like autumn. The hot chocolate and Yorkshire tea were warming. Meanwhile our Swiss writer had little to say about the weather.
D-L's Free Write
"You don't want a FIAT," Jana's father said, "Fix It Again Tony."
They were walking around the used car lot. Then the yellow car caught Jana's eye. Most of the cars were three years old or less.
Many of her friend's parents had bought them cars, but nothing like this. There were stickers going back to 75 on it. The car was an antique. She imagined it standing out in the student parking lot, among all those dull white, black or gray ones.
The car salesman came up. "We guarantee it for 30 Kilometrs or 30 Kilometers an hour, which ever comes first."
"I want it for a lifetime," Jana said.
"How much to put it into top working order?" Jana's father asked.
"3000 Euros."
"Please Papa, please."
Jana's friends made fun of her car. They made fun when she put flowered contact paper on the dashboard. Yellow sunflowers. The car went to uni with her and on a cross European trip.
She changed its oil and got tune ups regularly.
When her daughter, Cissy, was born, Jana's husband wanted her to get another car. She said, "No!!!!"
Her daughter Cissy took it to uni with her.
A man offered them 10,000 euros for it.
Jana and Cissy said, "No!!!! You don't sell a member of the family."
Julia's Free Write
Putt, putt, putt… and just like that she was transported back to the summer of 1968!
A group of four students bought a French 2CV (two horsepower) for a ridiculously low price and headed North for Copenhagen.
It wasn’t fast, but it was – as advertised – untippable. Up the German Autobahn: the axel broke in Hamburg.
Despite a total lack of German, they were able to not only get it repaired overnight, but to find two elderly ladies who put them up for the night. Then it was off again and on to a place just outside of Copenhagen where the arrived at midnight.
Knowing they couldn’t get into the school that night, they slept in the car (one could take the front seats out: the boys sat in the back and the girls leaned against them – Imagine that today!)
A bright sun woke them. They packed and got ready to continue, but a total lack of people about had them looking at their watches: 3 a.m.!
That was the night that Robert Kennedy was assassinated.
Rick Adams is an aviation journalist and publisher of www.aviationvoices.com, a weekly newsletter reporting the airline industry top stories . He is the author of The Robot in the Simulator. AI in Aviation Training.
Visit D-L.'s website https://dlnelsonwriter.com, She is the author of 15 fiction and three non fiction books. Her 300 Unsung Women, bios of women who battled gender limitations, can be purchased at https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/300-unsung-women-d-l-nelson/1147305797?ean=9798990385504
Visit Julia's blog. She has written and taken photos and loves syncing up with friends. Her blog can be found: https://viewsfromeverywhere.blogspot.com/
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