I decided it was time to get myself a car that I can scoot around in. Nichole and I gave the Focus to Ethan (and the kids), so I was kind of left without a car. I have my work truck, but that is exactly what it is...a work truck. It's kind of annoying driving a dirty truck around to different events. So, the past few months I had been looking. The first car I was going to get was the Ford Mustang. That evolved to either the Chevy Camaro, which was my dream car, or the Dodge Challenger. I really wanted a muscle car...and so did definitely the kids. Brad was in love with the Challenger. Ethan knew more about the muscle cars than I did. We would even get on line and "build our car" from the different maker's websites. We had a blast doing this together and would spend countless time doing that together. After coveting these beautiful vehicles, which I would have loved to have either one of them, practicality and functionality ultimately won out. I needed something that would work for whatever occasion, whether that was to take the family if needed, throw triathlon gear all together, go on dates with my cute wife, or whatever life threw at me. So, after looking up cars on the computer for nearly every night for the last couple months, this is what I came up with. And, the great thing is that I bought it with very low miles and thousands below low blue book value. It was a Dodge Journey. Hopefully, it all works out and is a good car. The ironic thing is that when I made it over to the dealership, the salesman asked me where I lived and where I was from. I came to find out that the original owner of the car was my neighbor from just a few houses away. So, my neighbor and I had a good chuckle. He told me it was a good car, but that he just wanted to change it out for a van to fit his family a little easier
