Some people like to collect coins,
Some people like to collect rocks and
Some people collect antique toys.......
My husband collects the rare and unique VW Vanagon.
"The colour of your van changed?" asked Steve, a friend and fellow 4x4 adventurer. He had just stepped out of his Jeep as I walked towards the pick-up spot, for the kids at school.
"Yes.... I never know which car I'm driving from day to day." I replied. We have a dark blue Suzuki named 'Zuki', a gold VW vanagon named 'Goldie' and the new addition to our family, is a silver VW automatic Vanagon named 'Otto'.
"Your van is quite talented, " I heard from behind, "It can change colour." Shelly stated as she walked up between Steve and I.
"Yes it can... it's a miracle." I laughed.
"I see it's changed year as well." she continued.
"It's gotten younger.... and it's changed transmissions.... it's gone from manual to automatic."
"Tell me, I'm not crazy," said Bobby, another Mom coming to pick-up her children, "You were driving a gold van yesterday, weren't you?"
"Yup, that's Goldie... today I'm driving Otto." Yes, some husbands collect simple things like coins. My husband prefers to collect cars and car parts, (Two summers ago I had wild flowers growing out of a VW diesel engine in my backyard).
We were are very own VW Vanagon camel train on our way to Parksville and Rathtrevor Provincial Park.
"Hey look honey." I sang into the walkie talkie as our caravan pulled out of our driveway, "His and Her vans."
Some couple like to wear the same tops, buy the same rings, eat the same foods.... we?..... we drive the same cars, VW Vanagons.
They did bring home a fish or two or three......
"Daddy's a lousy fisherman." She sang, skipping down that path from the beach to our campsite as the 2 fish danced back and forth on the stick she was carrying. "I caught the most and the biggest!" she continued, while the second rate fisherman stumbled behind her with the cumbersome Coleman canoe on his back.
"These things are heavy!" He grunted as he deposited the load behind Goldie.
"I didn't have time to fish," he whispered to me later, "They kept getting the line tangled... I had to put the worms on their hooks for them... then take the fish off their hooks." He may have gone from greatest fisherman to the worst, but he's the best dad... that's for sure.