THE DANCER THAT GETS AROUND :: sarah

Having lived in Manhattan for years owning a vehicle never crossed my mind. Now living outside the island possibilities opened up to me. Last year, being the hip urban chic, I purchased a Yamaha Vino Scooter. The hip factor was pinning the cool meter. I clipped on my trunk to carry my costumes from gig to gig. For this Christmas I was given a new windshield. Attaching it is next on the to-do list.

But winter time seemed a bit chilly to be hopping on the scooter. It was also not practical for long weekend trips. So this winter I looked around for a four wheel option. The car is by no means a fashion statement. Instead my car of choice is a dependable, luxury focused, burgundy 98 Buick Lesabre. I like the fact that my new toy is American made with radio station control on the steering wheel. Jill my Garmin voice makes sure I find my destination.

But some how, last month, with all these transportation options I still could not get to where I wanted to go. So I hopped on a air plane and took off to Turkey and Egypt. Taking dance classes and filling my luggage with sparkles consumed my every thought. I carted all my treasures home taking planes, cars and scooted to my gig.