As much as he tried to play it down, I know that darling was very happy with our latest acquisition. A colleague saw our new car and told me that she, too, had placed an order for Nissan Latio just over the weekend. Another colleague who’s a driver walked over to me the other day and commented on all the good points of Latio and said she wished she was still driving one; she’s driving a Lexus now.
Many are put off by its ugly exterior – its bulky body with an awful-looking ‘backside’. But once you get into the car, its ‘inner beauty’ wins the day. Its so spacious for a 1.5L car. Plus, the interior layout gives a posh feel. Darling and I were very pleased with the intelligent keyless feature – just leave the car key in your handbag / pocket, you can just open the car doors without the remote and turn on the engine without inserting the key into the slot. And this is what we like best: the boot can be opened by a touch pad – no more fumbling for key or going over to the driver’s seat to reach for the latch to open up the boot. You can lock the car from the boot-side too, and keylessly.
There are three other features we like about our new car: its quiet engine, fuel economy and UV & infra-red light protection. Keep it up, Nissan!
Still, I’ve missed our Honda Civic after selling it. I mean it has been with me for almost 5 years and had seen my ups and downs. I felt like I’ve abandoned my car. Now, it must be a sitting duck tucked away in some mechanic workshop waiting to be shipped to another country as a 2nd-hand car. It feels like abandoning a pet. Rather sad. I just hope that the next owner will take good care of it.
That’s a picture of our old and new cars side by side on our day of collection.:)
We give our car names n yes they do feel like pets n i also feel bad “abandoning” our cars *sobs* we have had two before our current one… but i imagine they go to car heaven in Japan n enjoy themselves w beautiful girl cars (our cars are all male n Japanese)… ha ha ha ^^
My father named his cars female names (Scarlet, Sheila, etc.) and his pick-up trucks male names (only one comes to mind: Kermit—hey, it was a green truck, after all). I used to think this practice bizarre, but now I’m not so sure. Perhaps my reluctance in naming my vehicles has to do with the amount of aggravation they tend to give me. I’d rather not anthropomorphize any vehicle that I’d just as soon be tempted to kick the ever-living tar out of after a break-down in the middle of the road. Though I wouldn’t act out on such impulses, I know I’d feel more guilty denting a Gloria’s front quarter-panel or busting a Marvin’s interior dashboard than if the vehicles remained nameless objects of my frustration.
Funnily, neither of us at home have ever got round to giving our vehicles names. I mean, Ling still has the habit of referring to our new Latio as “my” car, but that’s as far as it goes.:)
We do name several of our fishes names though, but only if firstly we can distinguish them apart, and secondly, they live long enough past the break-in period to justify our going through the trouble of giving them names.:)