But check this out.
Ann and I went car shopping today just to see what was out there. We've been in the market for a smaller SUV-type vehicle for a few months now and with the settlement close at hand, we chose to make today the day we seriously began looking.
We ended up at Ken Grody Ford in Buena Park. This wasn't a random choice; I had purchased a new Escort there back in 2000 based on the recommendation of a salesperson at a Toyota dealer down the street. Since my credit was bad back then, he told me to ask for Amador and he would take care of me.
And did he ever. Buying a new car was never so painless than it was at Ken Grody, both in 2000 and again in 2006--even though Amador wasn't the one who took care of us today. From the moment we arrived to the time of delivery, the good folks there took great care in seeing that all of our needs were met. They even qualified us for Ford Motor Credit's zero-down, zero-point-zero financing promotion that doesn't begin until tomorrow (Thursday). They also threw in a few extras for being repeat buyers. Total time at the dealership, including the test drive, was less than two hours. Yes, you heard right. There was no haggling, no pressure, nothing. We told them what we could do and they made it happen. We almost felt guilty since there wasn't the usual I-beat-the-dealer feeling after the purchase was complete. It almost felt...well, wrong, if you know what I mean.
With no money down, we drove off in a loaded 2006 Escape XLT for $25k before taxes and whatnot. The bad news? I traded in my 2002 Sentra SE-R in order to get the Escape for Ann. But the good news was that they gave me $7,500 for it with $10k still owed on it.
So we're pretty happy about the purchase. I'd highly recommend this dealership to anyone in Southern California who is interested in buying any Ford product in the near future. And tell them I sent you. Seriously, they'll give me $250 if I refer you and you buy something from them!
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Who Is This Guy?
Yeah, yeah. It's been way too long since I posted anything. So here I go.
On Sunday, Ann and I attended the Chiense Food Festival in L.A.'s Chinatown. Of course we took the MTA trains there. Don't be silly.
And what an event it was. Chinese food everywhere, and it was fantastic. Perhaps some of the best I've ever had. There's no doubt I will be disappointed the next time we go to our favorite Chinese place for dinner.
There was such a great vibe at the event. It would seem that food truly does make people happy as everyone I encountered had a smile on their face and was ultra-friendly. Although it was a little hot, it was a fun way to spend a summer Sunday.
Digital Documentation of the event can be seen here. Enjoy!
On Sunday, Ann and I attended the Chiense Food Festival in L.A.'s Chinatown. Of course we took the MTA trains there. Don't be silly.
And what an event it was. Chinese food everywhere, and it was fantastic. Perhaps some of the best I've ever had. There's no doubt I will be disappointed the next time we go to our favorite Chinese place for dinner.
There was such a great vibe at the event. It would seem that food truly does make people happy as everyone I encountered had a smile on their face and was ultra-friendly. Although it was a little hot, it was a fun way to spend a summer Sunday.
Digital Documentation of the event can be seen here. Enjoy!
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Quick Post!
Just a real quick note here.
Taking the train to work, I went 20 days between gas fill-ups. My car's low gas indicator light finally came on yesterday.
What else can I say? Go Metro!
Taking the train to work, I went 20 days between gas fill-ups. My car's low gas indicator light finally came on yesterday.
What else can I say? Go Metro!
Saturday, May 06, 2006
A Day Out with Thomas!
We just had to be there.
We made a trip to Fillmore, CA to see the "real-life" Thomas the Tank Engine. Ann and I had known about this event for some time now and at first were debating on if we should go. As the tickets began to sell out, we decided we should get in on this. And we're glad we did.
The tickets entitled the bearers to a 20-minute ride lead by Thomas himself, although I seriously think the locomotive at the end of the train was more or less the real power behind the train, Thomas being more of a caboose than anything.
Basically, the train backed out from Central Park station in downtown Fillmore, went for about 10 minutes, and then headed back with Thomas leading the way. Not exactly a tour of wine country, but Anthony didn't care. In fact, upon our arrival to the event an hour ahead of time, Anthony's first glance at the bright blue engine elicited one loud reponse: "WOOOOOOOWWWWW!"
The rest of the day was spent enjoying the activities: temporary tattoos, coloring, food, and more. Fillmore is definitely not a big city and it shows. The people were kind, the atmosphere relaxed. One indication that I was no longer in the city was when we were riding the train. At one point, there was the strong smell of cilantro and tangerines coming from the fields that were as far as the eye could see.
Downtown Fillmore reminded me a lot of downtown Fullerton (CA), another city made famous for its railways. Fillmore, however, hit me as being more authentic as it still is a small town. Fullerton's downtown district now just seems to be a backdrop for the non-stop traffic that clogs its narrow streets. This event probably brings in more traffic than the residents care to think about.
We went to a panaderia and bought some bread. Awesome stuff. After talking to my brother about our trip, we're convinced that someone should make car air fresheners in a "Panaderia" scent in the shape of the gingerbread pig. If heaven smells like anything, it's a panaderia.
Another fun part of the trip was eating at the Bob's Big Boy in Santa Paula. Granted, the burger wasn't as big or as good as I remember, but for nostalgia purposes it definitely worked. And I got my picture taken with the Big Boy himself.
For Digital Documentation, click here.
We spent lots of money. We ate at the Big Boy. But we just had to be there.
We made a trip to Fillmore, CA to see the "real-life" Thomas the Tank Engine. Ann and I had known about this event for some time now and at first were debating on if we should go. As the tickets began to sell out, we decided we should get in on this. And we're glad we did.
The tickets entitled the bearers to a 20-minute ride lead by Thomas himself, although I seriously think the locomotive at the end of the train was more or less the real power behind the train, Thomas being more of a caboose than anything.
Basically, the train backed out from Central Park station in downtown Fillmore, went for about 10 minutes, and then headed back with Thomas leading the way. Not exactly a tour of wine country, but Anthony didn't care. In fact, upon our arrival to the event an hour ahead of time, Anthony's first glance at the bright blue engine elicited one loud reponse: "WOOOOOOOWWWWW!"
The rest of the day was spent enjoying the activities: temporary tattoos, coloring, food, and more. Fillmore is definitely not a big city and it shows. The people were kind, the atmosphere relaxed. One indication that I was no longer in the city was when we were riding the train. At one point, there was the strong smell of cilantro and tangerines coming from the fields that were as far as the eye could see.
Downtown Fillmore reminded me a lot of downtown Fullerton (CA), another city made famous for its railways. Fillmore, however, hit me as being more authentic as it still is a small town. Fullerton's downtown district now just seems to be a backdrop for the non-stop traffic that clogs its narrow streets. This event probably brings in more traffic than the residents care to think about.
We went to a panaderia and bought some bread. Awesome stuff. After talking to my brother about our trip, we're convinced that someone should make car air fresheners in a "Panaderia" scent in the shape of the gingerbread pig. If heaven smells like anything, it's a panaderia.
Another fun part of the trip was eating at the Bob's Big Boy in Santa Paula. Granted, the burger wasn't as big or as good as I remember, but for nostalgia purposes it definitely worked. And I got my picture taken with the Big Boy himself.
For Digital Documentation, click here.
We spent lots of money. We ate at the Big Boy. But we just had to be there.
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