My latest ride has been a change for me. I’m used to SUVs, vans, and the occasional car. The past couple of weeks, though, I’ve been driving a truck. Yep, a truck. Not a big ol’ semi, but your average, run of the mill full-size pickup truck. Toyota decided it was time for America to have alternatives to its domestic truck line and introduced the Tundra in 2000 and it’s now on its second generation. It’s been an eye-opening experience driving the Tundra to say the least. Now I know how the other half live :D.
I’ll let you in on a little secret of mine: I’ve always wanted a small truck. Back in my early teens, I had a crush on a guy who drove a Nissan truck with wheels that made it look more sporty and less utilitarian. For many years, I wanted that truck: it represented freedom and a really good-looking guy. Then when dh and I were looking to replace a car in our mid-20’s, we looked at small pickups. What’s more perfect for 2 people who occasionally needed to haul stuff around? We eventually settled on the RAV4, but trucks have always had an appeal to me. But who’d-a-thunk that *I* would be driving a truck. Really! I’m definitely more Ritz Carlton than camper. I did get a kick out of the brochure: it’s very much geared toward the male half of our species. Even one page of the Tundra website declares: “If you want to blend in, the TRD Sport Special Edition Tundra ain’t for you.”