[rocknroll_jeph]

I was away on vacation for a month and left my car parked in my garage, covered up. When I came back it fired right up and brought a smile on my face once again. While I was away I had some strange personal issues that I am sorting through and want to share….

For this year’s vacation my wife and I took our 03 BMW Z4 on a huge road trip like we do every year. We had a great time visiting lots of national parks and monuments around the US. I do love driving that car but I really missed my Camaro, which I own in China. The funny thing is that I saw plenty of other Camaros on the road in the states but I didn’t really feel too excited to see them, in fact I thought many just looked too plain. However, when I got back to Beijing and took the cover off mine I felt like the first time I sat in it again. I felt strangely complete and whole again, back in my home far from home.

I wonder why I don’t get excited to see other Camaros in the states. I still get giddy when I see other cars I like on the road. Was I jealous? Do I only have a special attraction to my own Camaro?

Another strange thing was that as my vacation in the states went on, I started to get homesick for China, even thought I am an American. Maybe it was just because my Camaro is in China? Maybe it was because I bought quite a few parts to install once I got back to Beijing and was anxious to do some mods...

I always had a strange feeling that my Camaro picked me. There were two nearly identical Camaros at the lot when I bought mine and I naturally gravitated toward the one I ended up buying. It also feels different to drive than other Camaros (and other cars for that matter), and something about it is just right. I guess that is why it is my car.

Anyway, those are just my random thoughts I felt like sharing. Am I the only one who has these feelings toward a car? Probably not, but I am one of a few just crazy enough to share my musings with total strangers.