no, i didn't buy him a porsche. hahaha! but i did give him a voucher for a fun session in a 911 turbo S with a professional driver to guide him through seven different courses at the porsche experience center. the first step, of course, was to sign the waiver and opt in or out of the extra insurance in case you wipe out one of their cars.
while he took care of the paperwork, i walked around and checked out all of the cars that were on display in the museum.
you can also come in during specified times to take a few laps if you don't want to splurge on the full 90-minute experience.
and how much fun would these road trips be? i waved this at the hub, but he just gave me the "you're freaking crazy" look.
they had this model of the property there to get an idea of what the drivers had to look forward to.
just a boy and a dream.
while the hub got a cool keepsake lanyard with his driver's pass on it, i got to wear a visitor's badge.
of course, there was a gift shop full of all things porsche.
outside, there was a fun little area to relax and watch the action.
this is what the hub got to drive.
and while he got started on his testosterone-filled journey through seven race courses, i headed upstairs to the observation deck so i could get a good view of all the dick swinging fun down below. on my way there, i caught a glimpse of the restaurant.
i just knew he was loving every second of it, which was really cool. this guy is so hard to buy presents for.
this was pretty stinking cool, too. white car, sliding across the wet road.
all too soon, it was over.
i'd bought him a cigar cutter and lighter from the store as a keepsake from the day, and he had a bottle of porsche water to take home too. i'm sure it was super duper special water.
and on our way back to pick up the bean, who'd spent the morning with my parents, we passed the home of the goodyear blimp - which is one of MY bucket list items.
i doubt i'll ever get to check that one off, but hey - you never know. dreams do come true.
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