This article is written about cars in the park an annual gathering for motor car enthusiasts of every way, shape and form.
The annual migration of the Lotusapiens
Across Natal another population of motorus vehiclus
enthusiasticus has evolved. Lotusapien, more commonly known as lotus driver.
With a close relationship to Lotus Vehiclus, most often Lotus 7 Vehiclus. This
relationship is often as strong as a Lotusapiens relationship with lotus
feminus (his wife). These creatures, pulled by a force deep in the planet,
migrate north each winter. Congregating in a rich, gassy environment to graze
on pancakes and show their Lotus Vehiclus to other species of motorus vehiclus
enthusiasticus.
This migration begins in formation, all lotusapiens enticing
lotus vehiclus forward in a steady group. Then suddenly without any apparent
reason they break formation and surge forward. Slower more prudent members are
left behind as the Lotusapien with the least regard for safety, partnered with
the lotus vehiclus least likely to lose a limb, arrives at the planes of PMB
and finds a good spot to park. Feeling superior, but looking like a fool, he waits
for his herd.
The herd arrives and all Lotus feminus are deposited under
the tree (or chosen territory) as the Lotusapiens unpack tables, chairs and the
odd cooler box, in a rush best described as controlled chaos. With Lotus
feminus settled and chattering about their pride in their Lotusapien, the
lotusapiens descend upon any newcomer to the herd. Using every sense, and
sometimes a lack there of, the lotusapiens identify, analyse and form a history
of the newcomer and his lotus vehiclus.
Then as though a wormhole opened and swallowed them all, the
lotusapiens disappear from the grazing area leaving lotus feminus to protect it
and lotus vehiclus. The Lotusapiens have rushed off to identify, analyse and
form a history of as many motorus vehiclus species as possible.
Eventually returning with treats such as pancakes and
biltong, the Lotusapiens find Lotus feminus beginning the preparations of
breakfast. The more cautious Lotusapiens leave all treats to immediately help
with the preparation of breakfast. The others storm the tables with the
aggression of a honey badger to get their share of this meal. Bonding over
eggs, rolls and strips of bacon the Lotusapiens discuss their findings from out
on the planes.
Once more, all Lotusapiens disappear out onto the planes.
Lotus feminus find sheltered, sunny spots to bask as they discuss the
migration. It is a story of fear, affection, genius, lunacy, virtue, greed,
pride and passion. One which dates back to a time when a man relied on his
horse and cared for it as lotusapiens now do, their lotus vehiclus.
Alas their time at the planes is coming to an end. All
Lotusapiens return to the grazing area to collect their wares and wives. Having
a boot the size of an ice cream tub and possessing the power of a magicians hat,
the lotus vehiclus swallows all chairs, tables, blankets, gazebos, left over
foods(of which there is very little) and lotus feminus, as the Lotusapiens
prepare for their perilous journey back to their nests.
Enticing the Lotus vehiclus to stampede towards the gate
with thunderous roars, the Lotusapiens are abruptly forced to a halt and back
into formation. Lotus vehiclus then crawl disgracefully past police manicus.
Once through the crowds, the Lotus vehiclus take off racing back to their
nests.
Along the way a lotus vehiclus breaks downs, a victim to the
balance of nature, unable to continue without the support of its herd. With
uncanny grace some of the herd gather to get the break down to safety.
Protecting it like elephants do their young till all are safely back at their
nests. Here the Lotusapiens await the next migration and opportunity to
congregate. Whilst the lotus feminus await the opportunity to drink wine and
laugh at the rises and falls, of the Lotusapiens perilous journeys into the
wold of Motorus Vehiclus.
