Today I came across hit-the-brakes-goodness (about time too, I don't know what is up with the long breaks here, ugh). It was an elaborately decorated Volkswagen bus, or as we call it here: folkevognsrugbrød, which translates into Volkswagen Rye Bread. The sweetest bus ever made, if you ask me. A girl passed it with her mother, asking in awe "what is this?" Oh, it's just a car, said the adult. "No, it isn't. It's a circus wagon!". Children are superior to adults most of the time, have you noticed?
Ass, gas or grass... nobody rides for free.
This is not an abandoned vehicle.
It's a circus wagon.