Blast Off!

This is it! All of the final preparations have been made, all of our supplies have been packed, and all of our psyches have been psyched. By the time anyone reads this, I will be on my way to meet up with Hollywood and Record to take this show on the road. It will be glorious. We will drive with steadfast purpose, the Muppet Movie soundtrack issuing forth from our speakers, never straying from the road that lies before us (except, you know, to use the bathroom). We will leave a sense of wonder in our wake, those we pass will pause for a brief moment to wonder where that black, box-shaped chariot is taking its passengers.

Let me tell you about this box-shaped chariot. It is the mother of all box-shaped vehicles, the very one that first made it cool to drive wheeled boxes in an age when cars are becoming more sleek and streamlined. But appearance is only a fraction of its appeal.

To step into this car is to enter C. S. Lewis’ wardrobe. No other vehicle has ever given me the impression that it is bigger on the inside than on the outside, and the illusion doesn’t fade as I fill it with stuff. We could take a small piano with us and still travel comfortably. Other subtleties of convenience abound throughout its spacious interior—it is the poetry of practical design. Even its name speaks its virtues: no matter where our journey takes us, we will be in our Element.