I would never have imagined that I would name a car. I mean I haven’t. But I totally would have, if George were mine. Which is “he” isn’t. But I still call him George, the name his family gave him.
George is an orange 1974 Volkswagen T2 Westfalia camping bus and belongs to my dear friend Babett. This summer George brought us from Germany through France to Spain.
Travelling with George means that you need time. And be patient. In the morning he struggles to get warm. He is strong, but not fast. Very often we made it to a mountain only in the second gear and a lot of cars had to queue behind us. But we never got angry headlights from behind. George seems to bring out the best in people :-).
This blog post is completely non-yarn related and merely to pay tribute to George. And my friend Babett. Thank you for this trip.
Old-school navigation. We got lost of Google maps on purpose to get in the slow traveling mood. And to find the small roads we wanted to use.
I have a thing for the faded advertisements you still often find in France on the houses like this one in Lorraine. (Note to self: I should take more pics and make a series before they are all gone.)
This is George’s ignition key. Believe it or not. To open the doors you actually have to use the key. There is no remote or central locking. As I said: traveling with George takes time.
You meet like-minded people everywhere 😉 This is another classic car – a Citroën. Forgive me, I do not know the exact model. If you do, let me know.
The obligatory shot through the side mirror. And I really do have the impression that objects are not closer than they appear in a VW T2. Also, the open window is the air conditioning.
Okay, the last picture in this post is dedicated to the yarnies. Of course, George will get his cozy 70ties granny square blanket. One day. No pressure. We are slow. And we like it.
Do you want to see more of George? We set up an Instagram account. Follow him @georgetheorangecamper