After 13 years, I wanted to return to Provence this summer. Back then - although I had a SAAB 9000i vending machine with vintage 89 - I was still sweating due to the glider brought with the Toyota four-wheel drive of the parents. It was the record summer 2003 and the car had no climate, unfortunately my SAAB no trailer hitch.
This time a lot has changed. With my wife we traveled lightly, because firstly I finished my aviation career and secondly, the 9-3 convertible does not hold much. The air conditioning was not needed this time, we had the roof down because of the great weather. What has not changed is the condition of roads and local vehicles. When you thunder across the slopes with 90, the cars just have to look the way they look.
A bit over the top, it is already being repaired and maintained. On the streets. There are also tracks in very good condition. You realize that you are in southern Europe, a car is here commodity and is not spoiled as long as in our latitudes. With the beautiful black 9-3 SAAB convertible we were definitely the exotics. As for brand, design and condition. Getting used to is the distance between the vehicles. Often the locals say, a hand's breadth between the bumpers is enough even with brisk 90. Edgewise and not inserted in between!
In any case, we enjoyed the panoramic view of the fantastic terrain formations and lakes in Haute Provence, especially in the Gorge du Verdon, under the scruff of the countless cicadas.
Saab driving pleasure. Even without turbo.
And - nomen est omen - on the Route des Crètes. Even though the 2.0 is not the most fuel-efficient due to a lack of turbos, the wide 235 tires allow for cornering. You just have to take the momentum with you. Butterflies seem to like this driving pleasure as well, the moth felt extremely comfortable on the steering wheel.
On the way back to Switzerland we drove as on the arrival of France off the highway. I love the analog driving and the 13 years old card still fit. Shortly before the border we changed for an easier border crossing nevertheless on the highway, on which we learned about the information boards of the assassination in Nice. 'Solidarité avec Nice' could be read. It was the 15. July 2016. Later we were able to clarify the whole extent on TV at home. Unbelievable, we were 1.5 driving hours away from Nice, and in the morning nobody knew our small town.
Although the southern French behavior as 'savoir vivre' resonates with us for a long time, not all behaviors have been adopted. On Saturday, the Cabriolet received a comprehensive care, also as a thank you for the great 1500km. For the exchange of cracked by the heat imitation wood cockpit panel I have to look for a solution.
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