There is something in the air....

Sometimes I wonder why we do all this. I mean, do we really need Italian sports cars? Do I really need a convertible? Why don't we all drive Honda Civics? Hell, Andy drives an Accord, and he owns more Alfas than I do! So why do we put up with all this crap?

I will tell you why! It is for those brief moments when everything is just right. I had one of those today. This was nothing special. It was just one of those times when you understand why we do all this. One of those things that puts a smile on your face the rest of the day. No I did not pass a Ferrari going 110mph on the interstate. No I did not get out of a ticket because of my charm and good looks. And no, I did not figure out a unified theory of everything in physics either. This was so simple. So elegant. So basic and humble.

I know you must be chomping at the bit...

Well, lets set the scene first. It has been raining here every day for a week now. If it is not raining, it certainly looks like it will. After being drenched in the monsoon on the way home from the last Alfa meeting, I have been ready for some top down driving. No dice. Well, finally this morning, there was no rain. And on top of that it was cool enough outside you did not get soaking wet from sweat after ten seconds. So this morning on the way to work, I let my Italian mistress do my hair. And she does a great job too. Anyways, here is the special bit. I am lucky enough to work in down town Baton Rouge. Apart from small skyscrapers and old office buildings there is also a small factory. No not an industrial factory. This is a bakery. And do you know what happens when you drive a convertible down the road and the wind is just right a couple miles from a bakery? Yeah, thats right, the smell of fresh baked bread fills the air. Ahhh... It makes me smile and sigh just thinking about it. There just really cannot be too many things better than cruising down the interstate, engine singing, wind in your hair, sun shining, and fresh baked bread wafting around you.

So thats it. Thats my story. Whether you liked it or not, it made me really happy. If you happened to be on that stretch of road this morning, in your Camry with your a/c blasting on recycled stale air, you would have seen me. I was the kid with that funny goofy Alfa grin we all seem to get from time to time.