Sunday, March 25, 2007


We must overcome two major barriers to make this show. We've already dispatched with the lofty price, jostling our finances to buy our about $350 three day passes and camping area access.

Now we must cover the 1800 miles, or 27 hours, between Carbondale and the Coachella Valley. Thankfully, we have a massive slice of American automotive to ferry us through. Tim drives a maroon 1990 Buick LeSabre with no more than 60,000 miles on it. It was first owned by his grandmother, who may have driven it on Sundays but not regularly. It has everything one would expect. Leather interior, rust, overly-spacious back seat and trunk. This mighty vessel fits our trip as well as any vehicle could.

Like our journey, this car causes the average person to scoff. What're you crazy? That won't work. Yeah, good luck.

Also like our trip, this car stinks of character. How many people in this day and age drive such a piece? Who would think it's a good idea?

But the car offers much. It's equipped with cruise control and enough room to make sleep comfortable. It's non-assuming. It blends in with the desert perfectly. And like a cross country road trip to a music festival, this car seems more at home in a past-era. We might be safer and more comfortable in a more modern transport, but there would be no glory in completing such a trip in a Chevy Lumina or Volkswagen Pasat. No, we bust the conventions of our roles in society with a Buick. We defy logic in an American made monster from a time when such cars dominated the road, before Toyota exploded into the world's largest manufacturer. This car plays as an important a role in this journey as any of us.

Photo: Tim enjoys a piece of fruit next to the 1990 Buick LeSabre that will send us to Coachella. It may have a flat now, but that problem will be remedied soon enough. Credit Zack Quaintance.

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