It’s been ages since I went on a good road trip, so when I heard The Bruce Weiner Microcar Museum in Madison, GA was closing, I knew I had to hit the road.
Ironically, most of the microcar collection used to live in Toronto. Mr. Weiner was the owner of candy brand Dubble Bubble, and when he sold his company he moved down to Dubble Bubble Acres about an hour outside Atlanta, beefed up his collection and opened the doors for all to see.
I enlisted my other half and a car loving friend as co-drivers and planned our trip. To make the most out of it, we decided to each choose something we wanted to do. Jim wanted to see the Atlantic Ocean and Kelly wanted to go to Nashville so we planned our 4,200 km route accordingly.
We left Kingston, ON at about 8pm and headed south through New York, Pennsylvania, Maryland, Virginia and the Carolinas to our first destination, Savannah, GA. What a drive! We rolled into Savannah around 19 hours later and enjoyed a night out on the town in America’s most haunted city.
The next morning we were on a mission for Jim to see the ocean so we headed even further east, to Georgia’s beautiful Tybee Island. After a short drive through the swamp we found ourselves on a white sandy beach with our feet in the ocean. I’d never heard of Tybee Island before, but it’s amazing. We had lunch at the famous Crab Shack and hit the road for Atlanta.
We checked into our hotel and explored Atlanta a bit. Downtown was cool – it was a lot cleaner than I thought it would be but was also a bit of a ghost town due to the Thanksgiving weekend.
Morning came and the reason for our trip arrived. We headed out to Madison and soon found ourselves at Dubble Bubble Acres. I was practically wetting myself, seriously, I was like a child arriving at Disneyland.
Here’s the real reason you’re reading this, some snaps of my favourite of the microcars!
If you’re independently wealthy and you like what you see, the entire collection is going up for auction in February. Don’t get too excited though; the small size of the cars will not be reflected on the price tags. Many of these are one of a kind and there are no shortage of collectors waiting in the wings to snap up their favourite.
Here’s hoping me and my good buddy Lottomax get closer before then. It’s the only way I’m bringing one of these babies home.