My 1963 Volkswagen Bus holds not only a handful of passengers but a lot of meaning.  The bus was first purchased in Texas by my father before I was even born, in fact, my mother was pregnant with me at the time.

Following this, the bus endured a winding journey from Texas to Mexico with my pregnant mother.  It then quickly became famous in Mexico after my father fixed it up and was featured in our local newspaper.

As you can see my bus is no ordinary car.  After longing for the family ornament, a year ago I was able to buy my father’s bus back that he restored and owned.