|PO&O and OG|
Mostly, she enjoys these events with OG. I'm not as much of a car buff, and this gives them lots of great father/daughter bonding time. However, as you read this, PO&O and I are on our annual ladies-only pilgrimage to the Gilroy Outlet Mall. It's one of the most highly-anticipated days of the year, when we load into my little red Fiat 500 and drive an hour northeast to the aromatic hamlet of Gilroy, California - the Garlic Capital of America. We shop 'til we drop (Mom pays) and eat our only lunch of the year at In 'N Out Burger. Most importantly, we get six hours of uninterrupted conversation. It's heaven.
|Little Car Show|
Even if I don't attend many events, Car Week has it's own special vibe. Automotive enthusiasts come from all over the world, and many bring (or drive) their own fancy cars. Red Ferraris are so commonplace on the roads that they become almost boring after the first few days. Last year while driving to the grocery store, I passed a string of Lambourghinis in every possible color driving toward me in the opposite direction. Every major foreign luxury brand has some sort of special gathering.
This year, I wonder how much effect the huge fire in Big Sur will have on the crowds. The smoke is still quite thick in the mornings, and most of the auction venues park the cars outside during the previews. I'm not sure I'd want my million dollar car exposed to the corrosive effects of all that smoke. But whatever happens, PO&O, OG, and I will have a blast. We always do!