There are the special memories that I have from when my husband and I were dating. His smile, his clothes and his car. When we first started to date, he had a small truck. That’s the truck that led me to marriage and yep! It was a manual transmission truck. Having grown up here in the states it was rare for me to be in a car with a manual transmission. So when we started going out, that’s one of the first things that I noticed. I absolutely loved being in the car and watching him drive stick. As our relationship progressed, one of our goals was for him to teach me how to drive stick. He borrowed another car so that I wouldn’t mess up his car (of course!) and off we went. Let’s just say when you’re first learning how to drive a manual car, it’s not easy. It’s fun because you get to learn something new (and something that not a lot of people know how to do) but it’s also scary and intimidating.
We spent the whole day together with him by my side trying to teach me how to drive stick. I finally got the hang of it when it was time to leave the parking lot from where I was so comfortable driving around in circles. Let’s just say that it was a day that I will never ever forget. And I’m pretty sure it was a day my husband will never forget too. Driving a car that’s a manual, in my opinion, is such a manly thing to do. Especially for a woman. No woman in my family knows how to drive stick, so the fact that I could drive it makes me proud of what I was able to accomplish and knowing that I could drive any car is a pretty big feather in my hat.
Then the Mazda MX-5 Miata was delivered to our driveway and OMGOSH, flashes of our youth came rushing back. I remembered how fun it was to drive stick. The first thing we did was drive it around the neighborhood. 5 times, to be exact. Since there can only be 1 passenger, the kids literally took turns driving around the block with me.
The car feels light as a feather and easy to move around. If you have a small car, then you know what I mean. The transitions with the gears was also smooth. I guess because it’s been a while since I’ve driven a stick, but wow, have times changed! The car was not jerky when you switched gears, which made the whole drive better for me. I mean, at first I was a little rusty and it did die on me a couple of times, but after the 2nd or 3rd times around the block, the car and I were the best of friends.
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The Mazda MX-5 Miata is a small car. By far, one of the smallest car I’ve ever driven. It’s tiny and not very functional for a family of 5. It was definitely just a hubby and me type of car. If we had the chance to go away that week, we would have done it in a heartbeat. I felt like we were the perfect size for the Miata. My son is very tall and he had some issues getting in and out of the car. I can only imagine what it would be like if he were behind the wheel!? Still, it’s his dream car and he’s planning on getting a Miata when he get’s enough money to buy one.
I seriously want to drive this car up the Cali coast. I can only imagine what it would feel like revving up the engine along the highway. Safely, of course. Oh, and the BOSE speakers?
HELLOOO? The car was made for fun driving.
This is not a paid post. All thoughts and opinions are my own. We were sent the 2016 Mazda MX-5 Miata to facilitate this review.
Liz Cerezo
Liz is a Mexican-American blogger living in Southern California. Married 19 years, and a mami to 3 kids, her content is inspired from living in and raising a multicultural familia. Liz has been blogging for more than 7 years, establishing herself as a nationally recognized Latina blogger. She often blogs in Spanglish and may throw in some Tagalog when talking about her hubby. You can also find her chit chatting away at @Liz_Cerezo on Twitter!
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