Outside the Canadian Tire, hunting for a new gas cap, an older gentleman approached me. He was holding his key ring out as he walked towards me, with the round end of an old VW key still attached to the ring. Like some kind of secret society, we nodded to one another, acknowledging the kinship that only VW owners could understand. He went on his way, inside the store as I waited to see the spoils of my husbands parts hunt. Soon after the man returned, this time stopping to chat.
"You know, I once drove one of these things through Iran and Kuwait" he exclaimed! Shocked, I had to ask the details of the adventure, knowing in my generation this would never be a trip I would experience. As he went into detail of how the van came from the UK and was delivered to the coast of Kuwait at the Shuwaikh port. From there he traveled in desert heat through the Arabian Gulf through the edge of Iraq and into Iran. The whole trip took several weeks, and I can only imagine what could have been chronicled had social media existed at such a time.
"Never part with this van" were his words as he left me in sheer astonishment and wonder after hearing of this marvelous adventure.
I say he gave me some good advice!
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