I have been thinking about this car; its history and how it is surviving way past the time that other cars have given out, both in practical usage and in body style, its likability.
I would bet that in Friburgo this car is one in every 20 on the streets. Never in the Cadima Shopping parking, my car and others like it park there - like the boring, yellow newer model I showed you in my last post. These older models line the street outside, parked bumper to bumper in front of the repair shops, the plumbing supply stores, the paint and construction stores. On the ten Kilometer drive from my house to the gym I have counted 15 on any given day, many times seeing colors I’d never notice before.
From the bus window when coming back from Rio, as we pass over the highest point and start down into our valley, I see the police checkpoint and notice a fusca in the lot of crashed and otherwise repossessed cars. On Friday last week Camillo drove me up to the checkpoint and we ask the policeman manning the store (!) if I could take photos. He probably thought typical tourist – but who cares I got my photos.
When seen up close there were TWO fuscas. They looked like they had been there a while. Sitting in the elements, surrounded by a small lake of rain water. Maybe since before the revival because surely the government would auction these off if they new they were sitting on a gold mine. Enjoy what I enjoyed.
I wanted to adopt them and take them home with me. A treasure trove.