Where's an LBC when you need one?
Here are some places that BritBox has visited, but unfortunately did not have a Little British Car available for a tiny little canter down the back roads:
Vermont. This place is ridiculous; go around any corner and you are on another page of a scenic calendar. Rolling hills, neat little villages, lots of curves and elevation changes. The Ben & Jerry's tour is nice, too. Enjoy the state before they put in parking lots and a glass dome over the whole thing and call it a "lifestyle center".
Palm Springs, CA. The desert floor is nice and all, if by nice you mean dehydrating; if you do not wish to be rendered into people jerky then you must head for the hills. Twenty minutes up into the mountains and the landscape changes from sun-bleached to piney. Lakes, evergreen trees; there's even snow if you keep going for a while. Very nice if you shop around a little bit. "Palm Springs" just looks nicer on a road atlas than "Bipolar, CA".
Western and northern Michigan. Start on the western shore, from South Haven or thereabouts. After a nice lunch at Clementine's (salad of sliced steak and field greens), head north along the shoreline and marvel at the white sand beaches and pine tree-capped bluffs. Stop and admire the Mackinac Bridge, but the only way you will get your LBC on the island will be to have a horse pull it around. Follow the arc of Saginaw Bay (watch out for Ford Expeditions towing big-ass boats) and pass around the thumb of the "mitten". Now get the Hell out of there before you get anywhere near Detroit.
Lake of the Ozarks, MO. Not at the top of your vacation list? No problem, that keeps it less crowded for BritBox. Beautiful lake, tree-shaded country roads, smoked beef brisket, slick-track racing on every corner. You can find a Fat Tire beer if you look around a little bit.
Boston, MA. BritBox is kidding about this one! Traffic congestion, seven-way intersections, motorists who drive like they will owe income tax if they don't get into your lane NOW; this metropolitan area is the 7th Circle of Driving Hell. Unless you live around there, then it's OK. Go Sox.
BritBox promises to return to each of these beautiful places one day; to drive the winding roads, and turn red in the sun, and splatter the local bugs, and listen to the SSSSHHHH of the wind...in a friendly and willing classic British car.
Vermont. This place is ridiculous; go around any corner and you are on another page of a scenic calendar. Rolling hills, neat little villages, lots of curves and elevation changes. The Ben & Jerry's tour is nice, too. Enjoy the state before they put in parking lots and a glass dome over the whole thing and call it a "lifestyle center".
Palm Springs, CA. The desert floor is nice and all, if by nice you mean dehydrating; if you do not wish to be rendered into people jerky then you must head for the hills. Twenty minutes up into the mountains and the landscape changes from sun-bleached to piney. Lakes, evergreen trees; there's even snow if you keep going for a while. Very nice if you shop around a little bit. "Palm Springs" just looks nicer on a road atlas than "Bipolar, CA".
Western and northern Michigan. Start on the western shore, from South Haven or thereabouts. After a nice lunch at Clementine's (salad of sliced steak and field greens), head north along the shoreline and marvel at the white sand beaches and pine tree-capped bluffs. Stop and admire the Mackinac Bridge, but the only way you will get your LBC on the island will be to have a horse pull it around. Follow the arc of Saginaw Bay (watch out for Ford Expeditions towing big-ass boats) and pass around the thumb of the "mitten". Now get the Hell out of there before you get anywhere near Detroit.
Lake of the Ozarks, MO. Not at the top of your vacation list? No problem, that keeps it less crowded for BritBox. Beautiful lake, tree-shaded country roads, smoked beef brisket, slick-track racing on every corner. You can find a Fat Tire beer if you look around a little bit.
Boston, MA. BritBox is kidding about this one! Traffic congestion, seven-way intersections, motorists who drive like they will owe income tax if they don't get into your lane NOW; this metropolitan area is the 7th Circle of Driving Hell. Unless you live around there, then it's OK. Go Sox.
BritBox promises to return to each of these beautiful places one day; to drive the winding roads, and turn red in the sun, and splatter the local bugs, and listen to the SSSSHHHH of the wind...in a friendly and willing classic British car.
posted by Michael Grant Smith at 9:47 PM
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