We are heading off to Mexico tomorrow morning, but before we do, I want to share a story with you about our last trip to Georgia --- hopefully this won't happen again.
As you may or may not know we bought a new car this past month and one of the true pleasures of buying a new car is the new car smell. About a week before we drove down to Georgia, however, the Versa lost its new car smell to an odd, rotten kind of scent. I asked P, since she drives it most often, whether something smelt amuck. "Nope," she said "smells like new car to me." So I let it go thinking I was maybe smelling the garbage or something.
As we started driving down to Georgia, around Indiana, I started to smell the rotten scent again. I asked our friend M who was travelling with us, "do you smell that?" She replied, "kinda, what do you think it is?" I didn't know so I asked P again. . ."new car smell!"
Then, we get down to Georgia (in the Southern heat, mind you) and the smell grows into a serious problem. So we stop at a local outlet mall and grab some car freshener: Lily of the Valley to be exact. And for a day, the smell started to improve. It didn't kill the smell, it masked it...
So then we get to Indianapolis and the smell has kicked Lily of the Valley's @$$. By this time our friend M is rolling down the back window, applying and reapplying scented lotion. Meanwhile P's nose finally gets the newsflash and she says "oh, is that the smell you were talking about?"
Two and a half hours later, I am determined to find what is going on in our new car. So we unpack, and I start smelling: everywhere! I make it to the back seat, and under the front side passenger seat is an empty bottle of Pepsi. So I pick it up to throw it away, and a little purple box is smiling at me. My eyes get huge, and I pick it up. Opening it, I find a carton full of *black rotten noodles* that had been sitting in the car (through Indiana, Kentucky, Tennessee, Georgia, and back) since P had eaten there for her birthday lunch...I snatch them up, and run them into the house to ask P why she had left them in there for so long. She gives me a sheepish grin, "oops, forgot about those!" Seriously?
Keep in mind, had I done this, I would have been slaughtered. I would have not only been "irresponsible" and "disgusting," but "clearly less hygenic" than my counterpart and "committed to keeping a dirty car." She gets off the hook though because it "only happened this once." When have I ever left rotten noodles in the car, I ask?
Still waiting on the answer...
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