So I recently may or may not have been in Dubai on vacation and may or may not have wandered onto the property of The Palace Hotel…
…where I may have spotted a Rolls-Royce Phantom with a chrome bonnet…
…which may or may not belong to some Prince or Crown Prince or some such title, who may be a royal of someplace that rhymes with Body Shmashmabia, as told by a UAE friend who may or may not have thought he recognized the plate…
…and who may or may not have asked me why I was taking photos of the registration plate and how I got onto the lot where the car was parked…
But the sign only said “Don’t Touch.” It didn’t say “Don’t Photograph.”
And how can one (who may or may not have had such an encounter) not take photos of such a gorgeous piece of machinery?
And there you have it. What Traveling MarLa may or may not have encountered on a recent vacation in Dubai. Except that, of course, there are photographs, watermarked Traveling Marla, indicting her of these hypothetical wanderings.
My own “dream car” if I were to pick a modern one, and if I could ever afford such an indulgence, or overcome the burden of guilt associated with spending enough money to change the lives of countless people, would be the Bentley Azure convertible. Yummy.
Do you have a dream car?
Love, Marla
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Was it chrome or stainless steel? I’d hate to drive on the same road with that car on a sunny day. Can you imagine the glare?
When I was traveling to Geneva on business, I saw the Saudi prince flying out on his jumbo 747 with a plane full of cars in the hull, including a Range Rover, Mercedes and a Ferrari Enzo. First time I had ever seen one in person!
That is a spectacular car, wow, just wow.
Personally I have two dream cars, both vintage.
1957 Ford Thunderbird, has to be pink with a white hardtop and white leather interior. The smaller two seater. Bliss.
1967 Chevy Bel Air, has to be Blue and White, soft top convertible, white leather interior, two door. Another Bliss.
Showing my own vintage here, both of these are the same age as me; these are not only vintage though they are classic.
wouldda been cool to see your reflection in the car
I think you might want to change your isp, your phone number, your address, possibly even your name! Haha
Gina and I were just discussing dream cars! Mine is a ’59 Jag XK 150-S convertible. It would break every single day and I wouldn’t even care.
My dream car is any convertible from the 50’s or 60’s – the red and white T-Bird from American Graffiti, the 55 or 57 Chevy from Grease, etc….. I think I was born in the wrong decade. My husband laughs about my choices though because I hate to have my hair messed up. I don’t wear hats and won’t ride a motorcycle because of the helmet. If and when I ever get my dream car I’ll deal with that little quirk 🙂