24. A three-car issue

And since I needed to move at that time, moving my residence along with three other cars might sound like fun to someone who likes to do things that others don't often do. With the help of this friend and that friend, and with the country's extensive road system even in the village, finding parking at my new home wasn't too difficult. I took my time, moving each car to my new home, which was also owned by a Thai tenant, not too far from my previous home, perhaps about seven kilometers apart if I were to estimate based on feeling. I moved to the new place, but my lifestyle remained the same: I went to work and saved money.

At this point, winter was almost over, and the grape pruning season was coming to an end. My money, calculated from what I invested in the three cars, is enough to make me feel good and relaxed. What I'd been hoping for and wanting to spend time on was traveling again. However, this time it would be a bit special because I would be traveling with my trusty campervan. I would drive and stop wherever I want, as I please. You could even call this behavior "wherever night falls, I'll sleep there," and it wouldn't be wrong.

But the important point that couldn't be forgotten was that I needed to find a way to sell both cars so I didn't have to worry about anything else. I started studying online shopping websites (including car sales), looking at profiles of different people, trying to sign up as a member, and posting for sale. Of course, I had to pay a service fee.

For both cars, I washed and polished them to keep them clean inside and out when I had time, and then park them in areas where I thought people might be interested, with price tags attached.

For the website, I only posted my friend's gray car because I wanted to see how the system would work first, since there's a fee to post. Also, I'd been with my first black car for a long time and I was confident people would like it if they try driving it, so I was not too worried about selling this one.

Additionally, I went around to various backpacker hostels throughout the city to write small notes and stick them on the notice boards that are usually provided. And of course, I also wrote notes and stuck them on the boards in various shopping malls around the city. Then I waited with hope and kept the car in good condition at all times.

And then one day, someone contacted me. They were interested in the gray car. We set a date and time to go see the car. I would drive to their house the next day. And the next morning, another call came in asking to see the car as well. This online promotion was quite effective. I told the second caller that I needed to let the first caller see the car and make a decision first, as we had an appointment that afternoon. The second caller understood and asked me to let them know the outcome.

That afternoon, I drove to the first line's house, following Google Maps. But to be honest, I mostly used the screenshot method when I had Wi-Fi at the accommodation, focusing on turns and street names. Sometimes I didn't want to pay extra for internet because I rarely used it while working, and messaging here was cheap and convenient.

This buyer was still a teenager. He said this will be his first car. He called his neighbors and cousins to help him look at the car, which I was happy to do when his brother wanted to test drive it. I showed him all the car's repair history documents. After spending some time, they decided to buy the car. I received cash from this young man and helped him with twenty dollars for gas in exchange for driving me to the city where my car was parked. I suggested he write the documents to confirm ownership if possible, and I would also sign the documents as the seller and submit them to the post office.

After we parted ways, I went straight to the post office, signed the documents showing the termination of ownership of the gray car, and submitted them immediately. Then, I called the second person who had contacted me that morning about the car and told him that I had already sold the gray car. However, if he was interested in my other car, which was the black one, I would be happy to show it to him. After talking back and forth, we found out that we weren't far apart at all. He was at a bank just across the street.

After we greeted each other, I invited him and his girlfriend to follow me to where the black car was parked. I immediately handed him the keys to test drive the car, and I went with him. Even though he didn't drive very far, he made a U-turn and said he was happy to buy the car. Before the test drive, I had shown him all the vehicle inspection documents. From my perspective as the seller, I felt very confident about this car, and that confidence made the negotiation process natural and lively.

After he drove and parked in the same spot, he told his girlfriend to drive home first. Then, I had him ride with me to the same bank where we met. He went to the counter to withdraw the money and handed me the full amount in cash, while I also gave him the keys to the black car. Then, I went to the ATM and deposited all the money into my account for safety. After that, I asked him to sign the documents certifying him as the new owner of the car.

At that moment, I remembered that there was another car key for the black car at home, so I took him to my house to get the other key. Then, I drove him to where the black car was parked. On the way, he asked me what I would do after selling the car. I answered from the bottom of my heart that I would travel in this sleeper car, visiting all the places I wanted to go with freedom. It seemed that the answer I gave him was more like what I wanted to tell myself.

After dropping him off at the black car, I said goodbye and wished him luck with his new vehicle. We closed the deal successfully. I checked the time and saw that there was still time before the post office closed, so I went back to the original post office again and submitted the documents showing the termination of ownership of the black car.

As I walked out of the post office, I felt truly relieved and delighted that both cars were finally out of my care and had been transformed back into numbers in an account. But it seemed that what helped me feel so good was knowing that at least before my visa expired (which at that time was about a month and a half away), it would be a time to use my available resources as freely as possible, something I had dreamed of throughout the previous period when I had worked so hard and endured so much. That feeling was truly wonderful.