So Rob and I went car shopping. Me, because I love cars and Rob, because he is seriously jonesing for a car. However, for this excursion, our significant others weren't shopping somewhere else in Manhattan - just us men. :)
We ended up looking at Infiniti M35x and M45x models (nice, I have to say), though I definitely must say that I am 1) an old fart, or 2) NYC makes me feel poor, or 3) an old fart. Simply put, while the cars were really nice, I didn't see myself with a sudden onslaught of feelings about what I am missing by not having a car. Plus I think that Rob was alternating between "cool car" and "does this make sense". We agreed that the Certified Pre-Owned ones made much more sense. $27K for a year old car that is $45-50K new. Yowsah.
Now granted, if we were at the Porsche dealership, maybe I would feel different and re-discover that "damn I want a car" magic. :) Also, we didn't really test drive the cars - just look at them in the showroom -the equivalent of seeing a picture of a stove or kitchen and not being able to actually use anything.
In addition, with the insane idea that Sundays are not a good time to have car dealerships open - Rob and I didn't really get a chance to see any Bimmers or other cars. Dealerships are dumb.
