Tune in for episode 2 of flmmaker dream hampton’s “Dream Cars for Gotryke.” She also tumbles here.

I was in Los Angeles to write a magazine cover story on a film actor. I was grateful to have a few days with the 2012 Range Rover. Anyone whose ever driven in Los Angeles knows how intimate one becomes with their vehicle, you can literally spend hours in traffic. I used to judge what I thought were my superficial Cali friends who  spend as much or more on their car as their apartment, but after two short stints living in the city, I realized Angelenos quite literally live in their cars. That said, moving from the luxury hotel SLS on La Cienega into my Range Rover was a seamless transition; I felt as if I were floating around town in my luxury hotel room. Range Rover’s details, from the hand stitched leather seats, to the generously sized, heated, high grade steering wheel with intuitive controls, are almost enough to make you forget the size of your tank and the nearly $5 a gallon price of gas. Almost. The classic Range takes up a lot of space, like a hotel suite compared to the company’s new, smaller, Evoque so the car’s standard equipped front and rear park sensors are necessary, if sometimes annoying features. Appointments aside, the real joy of the Range Rover is its 5.0 liter, V8 engine, which puts the control of the outsize SUV back in the hands of the driver. Like a luxury hotel room, Range Rovers are better for a visit, maintaining the tank alone would take a small fortune, and unfortunately for me, I don’t have Eloise’s parents.

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