“Crusin’ the VeeDub” by Kinsee Morlan
Every Friday night when I drive by the Costco in Tijuana (yes, there are Costcos in TJ) I see a line of Volkswagens in the southeast corner of the parking lot. Kids weave through parked vans and bugs while the adults form small circles, chatting and laughing and occasionally snapping a photo of a the cars.
My curiosity was killing me last week so I finally stopped and snapped a few photos of my own. It turns out the group is the official Tijuana Volkswagen Meetup, and they congregate every Friday night. Sometimes they plan group drives to Ensenada or Mexicali, but mostly they just meet at Costco.
How cool, I thought, as I pulled out of the lot in my Honda Civic. I love when people join together under such superficial auspices. I often wish I were part of some group like the Volkswagen Meetup, but I’m such an ADD-inflicted nut that I can never seem to pay enough attention to any one thing.
In high school, I noticed that all my friends had some sort of weird collection — one collected frog things, another collected those stupid Special Moments figurines — so I haphazardly started a collection of my own.
Roses, I thought, would make an excellent grouping of things in which to display on my bookcase. Not just real roses, you see, I was going to collect rose posters, stickers, figurines and so on and so forth.
The collection made it through two birthdays before I decided it was faux pas.
I didn’t attempt to collect anything or belong to any particular group for that matter, until I reached my last year of college. A few schoolmates and I decided to start a women’s beading group, in which we would get together to drink and bead things like necklaces or bracelets.
That group met up twice, then fizzled out.
Now I find myself again looking for some thing I can either collect or make people unite around. I need some sort of strange obsession.
I ride my bike, and that’s super hip right now, but the trend hasn’t made it’s way south of the border. I have a guitar, too, but learning how to play it seems like such a lonely pursuit. I listen to This American Life every spare moment of my day, but I don’t know if a TAL meetup group would feel right since the show is sorta all about personal growth.
I don’t know. Maybe I’ll just continue being the observational outsider.