Today's the first day of the month and Sian holds her regular Storytelling Sunday where we get to share our favorite stories. 2013's theme is our precious things. Since last week, I reconnected with a very pleasing memory from my childhood, I thought I'd share that story with you.
From 1948 to 1990, Citroën (the French car manufacturer) produced one of the most mythical cars in our country: the 2CV, or deudeuche (one of its many nicknames). The point of this car was to be small, affordable, simple, and easy to maintain to make it popular among low income, rural people. It took a few decades for it to become successful, but over time, it became a symbol. Those driving it expressed a rejection of a society of mass production. The 2CV proved to become more than a cheap car, it was the symbol of an era, of a way of life, of a generation rising against the conformism of the 50s.
When I was a kid, my uncle had two successive deudeuches. A khaki one which smelled strongly of leather. And later, a purple van one. We used to go for walks in the forest together and I'd love to get in that car. This car just put a huge smile on my face every time during the whole trip. And it still does. The way it operated with its manual 3-gear gearbox, its unique engine sound, its loud, funny indicators, and cool headlights made the whole thing special. It was nothing like any other car I knew. It was rudimentary, for sure, but I fell in love with its vintage look. Its design is candy for the eyes. How to resist it? It's not just a car, it's a whole experience.
Today, many clubs have emerged to maintain the myth of this wonderful car. There are rallies and processions organized from time to time. Last week, I had the pleasure to reconnect with that experience. Chris, my Auntie's boyfriend, a 2CV aficionado from the Deuch des Gaves Réunis, a local 2CV club in South-West France, very kindly proposed to drive me to the train station in his car. He kindly allowed me to share these pictures of his car. I thought the car was bigger than that in the inside (I guess, I grew up!).
All I can wish for my Auntie and her sweetheart is a long and mythical love story, as successful as the 2CV has been. They both deserve a smooth, not too bumpy, ride to happiness. Love you guys and thank you again for this special treat. You made the little girl in me happy.