In a series to celebrate XPENG’s partnership with new movie A Big Bold Beautiful Journey, four writers share memories of the journeys that made them who they are.
I still clearly remember the sheer delight of climbing into the passenger seat next to my dad, and buckling my seatbelt. “Are you ready?” he would ask, as I nodded fiercely. I’d glance over my shoulder to wave at my mum through the window. She’d be standing at the front door, waiting to see us off. I was 11 years old and thrilled to be riding shotgun. “We’ll be back shortly,” my dad would call out, before slipping our trusty family car into drive. And, we were off: dad and daughter, on a mission to …
