An honest chat with my Chrysler-for-a-week.

All aboard!

Ahem ahem… Hello my little Chrysler Town & Country… Let’s talk. I think we need to discuss a few things about this mid-week test-drive report. I appreciate your willingness to be a good sport about my crazy life. I know it’s been rough (that recent 22-hour workday — literally, a 22-hour workday, with jobs beginning with me talking about mom-made products on TV at 4am and ending with me & my little recurring gig on the UK’s Daybreak via satellite at 2am!) – was challenging for both of us. But look at the bright side: there are few other minivans that have seen as much action as you have this week. Your 283-horsepower V6 engine has risen to the occasion as I’ve brutally driven the hell out of you. You know how to handle yourself on a freeway. You’ve got zip, kid… and I say that based on some pretty fabulous previous driving experiences. You’ve been to a Beverly Hills birthday party, Southern California’s top-rated news station in Hollywood, my local grocery store, LadyP’s dance lessons, a Culver City TV studio, the Beverly Hilton Hotel (to interview Christian Bale, no less!). I hope you are thankful. I certainly am. I’ve driven you to the far and wide stretches of Los Angeles… and STILL have half a tank of gas left! I am grateful for what you’ve generously given me these past few days:

You’ve offered a fabulously-convenient space right next to my driver’s seat to store several pairs of LadyP’s shoes so that we could change them on a whim between dance class, playtime and fickle fashion tastes.

You even allowed space for my big red hairspray.

You didn’t judge me when I wanted to work on my California tan… while driving.

Ah, fresh air...

You prevented me from accidentally hitting that lady walking right behind us as I was backing up in reverse.

Good lookin' out. I owe ya.

But I do need to mention something that’s annoying me: Your gear shift is in a weird place! Why, Big Red, why?!? Every time I need to switch to P to R to D to P, I reach to the wrong place. It’s driving me C-R-A-Z-Y.

Please work on this if you can...

But the fact that you provided an adequate area for me to give myself a fab, quickie manicure in the parking lot of Universal Studios made up for it.

Don't worry, I didn't spill anything.

And we’re not done yet, Big Red… we’ve still got 3 days…

Dis­clo­sure: TheFabMom was given a Town & Coun­try by Chrysler to drive for one week for the pur­pose of this review. This post is part of a Chrysler spon­sor­ship. All opin­ions and expe­ri­ences are my own.

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