This isn't really my love affair, but my fathers of his VW Bus. I am not sure how young I was, but I always remember having his VW Bus parked in our garage. Maybe it is a man thing that he felt he needed in his life... All I know is that my mom has always allowed for it to stay there. My father primarily used the bus to take his dirt-bikes out to the desert to ride, and to clear his mind. When my brother and I were younger we would always complain about the color, what it looked like, and most importantly how SLOW it moved.
However, last weekend, I was down in Laguna Beach, and a friend offered to give us a ride home in his VW Bus. We slowly crept along PCH, and a flood of memories came back to me and the time spent in the bus... Time spent: camping, sleeping, hanging out with my family. From that moment on, it all came together for me. I am sure families keep some of their cars because of all of the memories attached to them. This one is for you dad!
Check out a brief history on the VW Bus here.
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