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More about George

May 17, 2012

George was a good pet. He ate a lot but took us all over. Here is George, munching.

C and I spent a lot of time in him. Let’s just say it was about 100 hours (7102 miles, we didn’t go 90mph always… there was the occasional construction and some traffic and that hideous 40 minute drive to go 4 miles in Boston).

This is what C looked like for most of that time. (Though this is Donner Pass, toward the end of the trip.)

I did drive some but taking pictures while I drive is dangerous. I planned to get some bloggin done in the car, maybe even some work (I still haven’t started the article due this month or the blog-article due last month, sigh). Thus, this is what I planned to look like:
Actually, though, I mostly stared out the window. That was one of the reasons I tried so hard in the never ending battle against bugs on the window. Even the side windows got gunky eventually; they were still clear in Memphis.

George had a decent sound system so we listened to music and books. He also heated seats (really only useful in Boston) and separate driver/passenger temperature controls (normally set to the same temperature but the first twenty minutes of being in the car were always different so separate controls is a new high-want feature for future cars). We normally put the back seats down but left the front seats up, filled with backpacks, jackets, shoes, small ice chest, snack bag, trash bag, and box of kleenex.

When we had our brother- and sister-in-law in Boston and their travel cases (larger than ours though they were only in Boston for a weekend, I will be teasing someone about that), it was a tight squeeze. But we did all fit ok, probably could have fit one more (small) person (but not their luggage).

We could have slept in George but we never needed to. It was nice to have the backup option. I don’t think we could have slept *comfortably* but that is ok, it was like backup plan S.

With 17 mpg city and 24 mpg highway, George could have been slightly hungrier. Or we could have driven slower to get the highway number more consistently. It is a far cry from our normal Prius milage. Actually, going back to the Prius has been a bit jarring. It is more than ten years old and while a decent non-luxurious car, it doesn’t have much pickup (comparatively, no acceleration) and the cloth seats feel cheap. Of course, it is dusty and needs a tune up (two lights on the dash are on!). And it doesn’t even have a name. Sad.

3 comments

  1. The prius only *seems* over ten years old. We bought it in 2006.


    • Sigh. Well, it is at 96k miles so it just feels older… George was at 0.7k miles when we started. On the other hand, I do like that the Prius never makes me get my keys out of my purse.


  2. Wait, you don’t have to plug the key thingy into the ignition??

    btw- we noticed the lights too, and had fun trying to guess what the meant.

    Thanks for letting us use it 🙂



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