To prepare our car to sell, I brought it to a place called Mr. Wash here in Wiesbaden. It's Germany efficiency at its finest. I drive in to get it washed, then drive around and park it on a huge conveyor belt. It travels through an assembly-line cleaning that would make Henry Ford grin. They clean the mats, windows, interior, and vacuum. It's pretty fun to watch. They have a soundtrack of light classical playing, making me think of these car men as ballet dancers with rags.
The Honda come out glistening. I proudly hung a vanillaroma tree on the back window crank, then it rained.
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