http://www.roanoke.com/editori...72184Quote »Now, that's the way to travel"I got a new car!" my friend said, over the phone.No. That's not right. She sang it over the phone, with that nyah, nyah, nyah tune that little children use to poke fun at the less fortunate."Indeed," I said."It's red," she crowed."Of course," I said.But wait. That's not right, either. It wasn't my friend taunting and crowing over the phone. It was me. I was the one who got a new red car last week.But I don't want to rub your faces in it.OK. Maybe just a little bit.Because this is my first new car in many years. Of course, I've had different cars from time to time over the past 30 years. You know how this works: You switch from a car that's 10 years old to one that's only 5 years old. But this car ... this is a new, new, new car.My first truly new car since ... well, since before my hair turned gray.And it's red.My Little Juice Coupe.If such can be said of a safe and sedate car, purchased precisely for its middle-aged dignity.You know, your priorities do change. I'm not so keen on the sleek, low look that I once found so enchanting, so enticing on certain automobiles. Not that I ever owned a sleek, low car. But there was a time when I might have wanted one.Not any more. Although, of course, if someone were to give me a fast little bullet of a car, I wouldn't turn it down just because it had only two seats.But now, being a Woman of a Certain Age, I felt it behooved me to purchase a nice high car, easy to get into and out of; something into which my long-legged nephews could fit; something that would hug the road in rain and snow without my having to give a single thought to road conditions; something with enough room in the back for all the luggage it requires these days for just the bare necessities.I wanted what I got: a 2006 Pontiac Vibe.And it's ... did I mention this? ... red."Salsa," according to my charming blue-eyed salesman.It would have been black, though, if not for the keen and delicate sensibilities of The Man of the House. "The red one is just like that black one, except for the color. Look at it.""Oh, black is so much more appropriate for a person my age.""But are you sure you don't want the red one?""Well.""Are you sure?"How is it that he can see what I want even better than I can feel it? That's why my new car is red. That's why it's exactly what I wanted.It's also dignified and safe.But it's also new.And it's red.Nyah, nyah, na-nyah, namaybe not the demographic Pontiac hoped would fancy the Vibe, but she seems pretty happy with her new car.