When I came across Ned’s account … I just had to reblog. He is absolutely right.
You can’t experience the joy (?) of a VW bus ownership unless you had one. Ours was red and white with a side door that rolled on the rail without benefit of the rollers. They had rusted off years before. And the only time you got heat was in mid-summer in the Midwest. It was a trooper, though, which came to a 200,000 mile plus end when we (I) blew a rod and left pieces engine parts on a quarter mile stretch on Route 39 in Illinois.
It was best remember for a shift fork that kept slipping out of place. It was an easy fix, positioning pudgy fingers down the shift lever to force it back into place. The most notable time was in New York City entering the Lincoln Tunnel during dinnertime rush. I heard plenty of horns that day as I attempted to slip the fork back into slots … but Ned is right, my horn never worked. Glad Illinois didn’t have yearly inspections back then.
THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: If everything is coming your way, you’re in the wrong lane.
When I first heard about Volkswagen’s plans to bring back the Microbus, I immediately decided it would become our new family vehicle. That’s because no mode of transportation offers the same level of excitement as riding in a VW bus.
Except maybe riding in a runaway mine car.
But that was always part of its charm, just like the seat belts that had to be double-knotted to the door handle; the innovative heating system that blended engine heat and exhaust fumes with just enough outside air to keep occupants from blacking out; and a horn that never EVER worked — and when I say never-ever, I don’t just mean on mine. To this day, I have yet to meet anyone who has actually had (or witnessed the existence of) a working horn on a VW bus. Remember, this was way before side-impact bars, breakaway bumpers and so many air bags…
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