Sunday, July 24, 2011
Every boy's dream
Look what showed up in my rear-view
Quebec City, QC, July 2011
Like many children with better things to do during elementary school classes, I doodled in the back of my notebook. More often than not, I'd sketch cars. Not Corollas or Chevettes, mind you, but low, wedge-like shapes that had zero everyday practicality and limitless appeal to a 10-year-old boy.
To this day, the mere sight of an exotic or a near-exotic is enough to turn my head. Our kids seem to have inherited the head-turning gene, for after we parked near this Audi R8 (V10!) on our way to dinner, they silently walked toward this otherworldly piece of engineering and drank it in. Unlike the three-row, relatively fuel efficient and eminently affordable vehicle we arrived in, this one costs more than some houses, uses enough gas to make a Saudi sheikh's day - or year - and has about enough cargo space for a couple of sticks of gum.
But none of that mattered to the munchkins on this night. The car was special. The moment they shared was special, too, because dreaming about beautiful and impractical things is as much a touchstone of childhood today as it was a generation ago. So I quietly hung back and tried to save a few frames through my lens.
Your turn: What exotic and usually unattainable things did you dream about as a kid?
One more thing: I shot this while on vacation. If you've shot something while on vacation, as well, go here.