[ SECRET POST #2342 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #2342 ⌋

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Comments

[(Anonymous)]

I can't understand people who don't learn how to drive. (Unless they live in a big city where driving is unfeasible, like London or NY.) I live in a small-medium city, and when I was twenty or so I was shocked when I learned that the guy I was dating (who was also in his early 20's) had never learned, and never really felt any need to - he was fine having his mom or aunt shuttle him around. When I was 25 or so I dated another guy who didn't have a car, and I'd have to spend all my money on gas driving to the other side of the city to see him. Since then I've sworn off guys who can't (or won't) drive.

I got my license as soon as I was legally old enough, and I've never looked back. There's a kind of freedom, knowing that at any time I could go anywhere I wanted to. I get insane cabin fever whenever my car's in the shop for a few days, even if there's nowhere in particular I need to go. And I love cross-country roadtrips, driving for hours and watching the scenery pass by.

[(Anonymous)]

he was fine having his mom or aunt shuttle him around.

Creepy.

[vethica]

Getting rides from family is creepy? :(

[(Anonymous)]

It is when you're in your twenties and there's no particularly good reason for why you shouldn't learn to do this yourself.

[vethica]

Well, considering the closest train station is an hour's walk from my house, I guess I'll have to keep being creepy to get anywhere. C:

[mimi-sardinia.livejournal.com]

I'm 35. I don't drive.

Up until recently my mother has not had any problems with "shuttling me around". I did however find it very liberating when I got a go card (the local transport system has a touch-and-go card system for paying fares) and being able to wrack off to one of the local shopping centres for a few hours (when I have the money to do so).

But then I got quite a bit of anxiety trying to handle a car, and the city I now live in doesn't help because local driving culture is so "Me first!" that people put themselves in danger just to get that one space ahead.

It's good that the transport system is half decent here. And that I have a bus stop a few metres up from the front gate. But then I'm very much a homebody, so I don't go out a lot.

[(Anonymous)]

I've never really lived in a city where having a car is necessary. It just seems like an unnecessary expense that I can't afford. Plus getting a license is a pain in the goddamn ass in BC. I'd rather just ride my bicycle.

[(Anonymous)]

25 here, no car, permit but no license - I'm working a second job, trying like mad to get an old car fixed up so I can learn. I don't look down on people who can't or won't, but I completely understand that feeling of freedom you're talking about. It's exactly what I've been chasing, but I don't know quite how to put it when people ask me why I'm going through all the bother.