We saw the Oscar Mayer Wienermobile.
And it recalled to memory the time, so long ago (but it was really only a year or two) that me and B decided we were going to audition to be Weeniemobile Patrons–they’re called Hotdoggers, and for one short phase in my life, I wanted nothing more than to be one of them. We spent hours rehearsing the jingle. We went to the website, printed out the forms, and even filled out the applications–but I don’t think we ever sent them in. I’m not sure why–I might have missed my calling in life.
Anyway, we were in Washington, headed to Oregon, and I was reading Better Home and Gardens Spring Edition, when suddenly, P.K. exclaimed, “What is that??”
I looked up and saw the strangest-looking red and yellow vehicle driving the other way on the divided highway. I didn’t recognise it at first, because it was quite a ways away, and the Oscar Mayer Wienermobile doesn’t exactly look like a giant Wiener from a head-on view. Here’s a rear view, so you can see what I mean:
So you can see why I might’ve had a difficult time placing the unique vehicle. I quickly realised my errors, though, and shouted with glee, “It’s the Oscar Mayer Wienermobile!” My voice got a little louder with every syllable.
We were so awestruck by such an amazing sight–for seeing the Oscar Mayer Wienermobile is something that most people only dream about–that by the time I thought to grab my camera, it was just passing by us. I begged P.K. to turn around at the next Authorized Vehicles Only turn-around point, but I guess when you’re lugging a 53-foot trailer around it’s just not feasible to do chase Wienermobiles. All I could do was call B and tell her the joyous news, for reference.
But I know I’ll see it again someday. It has to be that I’ll see it again.