From One Gas Hog to Another

At a whopping 13 miles per gallon, windows that won't go back up, gas tank doors that won't open and doors that need to be unlocked 15 times before they actually unlock, our Land Cruiser has met its final hours with the Mile High Vogs. We've decided to move on.

What vehicle should we replace the Beast with? I'll tell ya one thing we WONT replace it with. A mini-van. Mile High Dad says that unless they make a van that's a stick with a foreign name brand on it's rear, we aint goin there. He understands the convenience factor and doesn't want to offend anyone reading this who might own a mini-van...all the power to you and yours! But the Mile High Vogels will not enter that realm of famliness. We have decided on a Honda Pilot instead. Never mind the fact that our best Colorado friends have the exact same car in the exact same color as the one we're purchasing. This is our way of telling them how much we idolize their existence and want to be exactly like them. From one gas hog to another...the new one being a smaller hog than the old.