At the Carwash- Perspectives

There's a certain something, magic almost, about going to the Car-Wash. I'm talking about the car-wash services at the Gas Stations with a tunnel where your car enters and progresses as its being washed.

Perhaps it brings back the childish feelings of play, hiding in a safe place (under a table?) while imagining the world outside is in danger from earthquake or storm. Perhaps its the exciting feeling of secret isolation from the rest of the world when the car is blanketed by thick veil of foamy soap.
Whatever it is, i got The Husband to take some shots of this magic process last week when we were at the Wash.

First, a full silence in the car as we wait expectantly for the process to start.
Then the car suddenly sways imperceptibly sideways as the cleaners blasts heavy jets of water onto the car's side, top, rear.
Then comes the best part -thick soapy liquid drips speedily down from the ceiling like snow falling from the sky. It covers the car windows and windshield completely, instantly hiding us in a silent blanket of white 'snow'.
The cleaners sponge appears on the windscreen and windows. Soap trails appears following the path of the cleaners' sponge, forming rapid and continuous patterns of shifting swirls and circles. I'm transfixed by the art of soap on windscreen !