That same year, with two of my girlfriends, we went to New York City during Canadian Thanksgiving. Because I was living in Montréal, going down the American East Coast was the right choice although my true dream was to drive along the West Coast which I finally did a little over 20 years later… When I put the key in the ignition, I felt like there were no borders and no limitations on how far I could go – what stopped me was my disposable income… Nonetheless I planned many road trips with my friends. It gave me the freedom that my adventurous side was craving. Who doesn’t remember their first car? I sure do! Mine was a 1981 Dodge Colt that I purchased in 86.
