I was watching an old episode of Top Gear the other day, and they did an item on the Cadillac Escalade, which reminded me of something I saw a couple of years ago which surprised me at the time, and which I’ve wondered about occasionally ever since.
It was in the summer, and I was on my way to enjoy the last of the afternoon sun in my favourite spot (which happens to be outside the pub on the corner, but that’s not important. It’s in the North East of England, though, and that’s relevant). As I got to the end of the street I saw, waiting at the lights, this big, black … thing, the likes of which I’d never seen before.
Now that, in itself, wasn’t what surprised me: I’m not especially interested in cars per se, so I quite often see a model I can’t identify. This vehicle, though (which I now believe to have been an Escalade) was so unusual that I took a closer look to see if I could find out the manufacturer at least. The badge didn’t mean anything to me (Cadillacs aren’t exactly thick on the ground in these parts) so I looked elsewhere for clues – and spotted my second point of interest. It was a left-hand drive.
Again, not that surprising – we have an international ferry terminal only a couple of miles away, with services to Norway, Sweden and the Netherlands, so it’s not unusual to see cars from the continent, where for some reason it pleases them to drive on the wrong side of the road (not that I don’t still get the occasional momentary gliff when the driver of an on-coming car appears to be reading, sleeping or missing altogether). And I did what I usually do: looked down at the registration plate to see where our visitor was from. Sweden? Germany? France, even? And that’s when I got my surprise.
California.
Fancy that.
Now, I’m making a couple of assumptions. The first is that if a UK resident was the owner of the car, even if it had been specially imported, it would need to be registered in the UK, and wouldn’t be sporting a California licence plate. Therefore – presumably – this was a real-life Californian, who had (for reasons of her own) had her car shipped over from home to drive around the North East of England in. The second assumption is that said shipping would be neither cheap nor hassle-free (though to be fair it’s not something I’ve ever tried, so I’m prepared to be proved wrong on that).
To my mind, someone planning on driving in a country beyond normal driving distance (and I’m not aware of any convenient land route between the west coast of America and the east coast of Britain) normally has two options: hire a car, or (if staying for an extended period) buy one locally. Bringing your own car with you seems a trifle excessive… but this is where my train of thought gets derailed. I’m trying to think myself into the headspace of someone from California, where it seems they have an entirely different mental landscape. Who knows what would seem excessive from that perspective? Plus, there’s always the likelihood that I’m missing some obvious piece of information that would make shipping several tons of automobile half-way round the world seem the obvious choice.
So I turn to you, fellow members of The Straight Dope message board. Ever do anything similar? Or know someone who did? Have you any information/opinions/wild-ass guesses that might mean I can stop wondering about this? Was this just someone living the movie star lifestyle (like, for instance and given the state of origin, an actual movie star) or was it someone who carefully assessed their options and chose an unconventional but reasonable course of action.