If you are still thinking about selling your vespa, I’m interested!

Sorry for the delay in responding.

I’ve looked high and low on the scooter and cannot find the Paint Code anywhere. There was supposed to be a sticker under the pet carrier but if there was it has fallen away. It’s definitely a unique color. And since it’s almost 20 years old it may not be available anymore.

The 150 is absolutely jump and go. It’s so light and nimble, even compared to the GTS. I had forgotten what that was like.

As you say, when you get to be our age, who cares what anything looks like. That frame of mind is a gift in itself. I know a lot of people where how things look to others still drives their bus…

I think of my father-in-law ever time I look at the ET4. I miss him a lot.

I tend to agree with you Ken. The 150 may be the ultimate choice in a Vespa. I’m already mulling what will happen when my GTS succumbs to something expensive to repair. Do I buy a new GTS? Do I live with just the ET4? These are really tough, first-world, guys with money troubles…

Life moves along mysterious paths David. Who are we to question it? Or feel like a cad because we grow and change. It’s not written anywhere that we have to do the same thing over and over for the rest of our lives. If you’re done with the Vespa that’s cool. But I understand the reluctance. I’ve felt a similar twinge in my gut when I gave up shooting film with big view cameras. As if I betrayed some cosmic truth.

Have fun in the Mini Cooper! Those things look cool. I’m stuck with my sad, faux mini — the Honda Fit…

I’m afraid that I am headed in a completely different direction.

My beloved Vespa has been sitting idle.

I remain solidly addicted to having fun on two wheels, but my Brompton is the current mistress.

There is just nowhere to go on the Vespa: no commute, the local scooter club didn’t survive Covid…

That and the fact that a sudden unexpected windfall has me seriously considering a range extender for the Brompton: a gently used, supercharged, low-ish mileage, manual shift, shiny, convertible, Mini Cooper S. I see myself dropping the top, dropping the Brompton in the back seat, and setting off in search of more distant bike trails.

If that comes to pass, I am fairly certain the Vespa will be the next to pass… to new ownership.

That is the story of my vehicle romances: a Miata displaced by a Vespa, a Vespa being displaced by a Brompton, and my heart of hearts that misses the top-down, vroom-vroom, convertible experience, assuaged by a super peppy Mini Cooper S drop-top.

I feel a little like a cad, to be honest.