We have once again expressed our support for Dutch pride, the Volksuniversiteiten. There you can reasonably in a winter ... For example, learn to speak French. And listen.
And that could save you a vain drive to the French Alps.
This summer, a man who was at a meeting in Northern France in his classic Chevrolet met a friendly Frenchman. The Dutch Chevy owner did not speak any French. The Frenchman is not really Dutch either. But with a lot of hands and feet the men communicated about old cars and it became clear to the Dutch that the uncle of his interlocutor had had a Chevrolet convertible in it for decades. In the French Alps.
To make a long story short: the Dutchman went full anticipation and with a strong car ambulance towards the Alps after the summer. There he met the salesman, who proudly brought him to his dream car.
The story didn't get a happy ending. Where the French had always clearly talked about a 'van,' a truck or delivery van. There, from the first moment, the Dutchman had let the wish be the father of the thought and understood 'convertible'.