I suppose it was bound to happen. I guess I just didn't want to wrap my head around the reality of it. I knew it would hurt. I knew there would be an inescapable sense of loss.
The Explorer is gone.
My 1999 Ford Explorer served me well. It got me from San Diego, California to to Portland, Oregon. Then, when it came time to leave Portland for the east coast, it became my refuge on wheels. For 5,800 miles over the course of 25 days, I was in that truck, having embarked on the trip of a lifetime. It was just me, with my camera in the passenger seat. It's the best goddamn thing I've ever done.
The reality of my situation, though, is such that I do a lot of driving, and the Explorer just wasn't the most fuel efficient vehicle on the road. At only 17 mpg, I was driving away a significant percentage of my profits, especially if I was driving to USC in South Carolina or Florida State in Tallahassee. I had to bite the bullet.
So, the Explorer is gone; sold to a young family who needs it for piddling around town as opposed to making protracted road trips. In its stead is a 2013 Nissan Altima:
I'll miss that truck, to be completely honest with you.
I'm going to leave the photo of the truck on the beach at the top for a while; at least until I get a more appropriate photo of the new ride (which, by the way, averages 38mpg).
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