Meet our rental car. This was the only model at the agency with a trunk big enough to accommodate our luggage. We purposely used the smaller suitcases, but still had trouble. This is a Citroën Cactus. I prefer the moniker Purple People-Eater, after the classic Sheb Wooley song.
The Purple People-Eater
As with many recent-model cars, the rear visibility stinks. It’s not particularly maneuverable. The old song, “Give Me 40 Acres and I’ll Turn This Rig Around” comes to mind. Note the side panels. I guess Citroën knew that it would be a door-dinger, so it put the plastic over the metal. It’s also a manual transmission. Julian has to get used to driving a stick again after buying his current VW. When I was helping him back out of the garage, I noticed that one of the backup lights wasn’t working. The clerk at the agency assured us that only one light needs to work to be street legal. This sounded bogus to us, but we should be okay as long as we don’t back into a police car.
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