A 2020 Rolls-Royce Cullinan In Estes Park, Colorado

There is an oft-repeated tale that when a fellow drives to Colorado via Nebraska, he’s stopped at the border and issued a Subaru or a Prius, a man-bun and a beard. (Ok, I’m the one who oft-repeats it.)

It’s a joke, but not really. In Boulder and the surrounding areas, there is nary a Rolls to be seen, nor a Bentley. The wealth in Boulder county is considerable but the folks aren’t flashy like that.

My test Cullinan therefore created two kinds of stir - the “What is that?” kind, and the freak-out when I drove past the occasional ballfield and the game would halt. Kids know what’s up.

Then there was the buddy who said “The front looks like you could grate cheese and the back looks like a Jeep.” A case of sour grapes, methinks. Or rancid Grey Poupon. I said “lol” in my head and glided away with a masked neighbor in the back seat who simply couldn’t believe how nice it was inside and outside. I couldn’t believe it either, and this was my 3rd Cullinan.

Undeterred by the peanut gallery, where did my main driving partner and I go? Why, to the supermarket, of course. But not the Safeway, King Sooper or Sprouts down the block. We had to go get milk in Estes Park, some 40 miles away.