Why I Got Rid of My Car
I didn’t really get rid of my car. It’s sitting in front of my daughter’s house in California. That’s it in the photo along with my three-wheel bike. That bike is something I swore I would never buy due to the stigma of it being for old people. It’s one thing to get old and another to admit you’re old, but it’s fun to ride. You can tell I like red.
Living without a car is something I’d thought about for several years, but it was impossible in California. I’ve always been ecologically conscious. I feel guilty throwing a plastic bottle cap in the regular trash. The cost of owning a car played into that desire, also. There’s the price of the vehicle, the gas, and repairs, car washes, etc. A car is like owning another home that you need to keep clean. I hate to clean. I especially don’t like car payments. That red car is paid off, and it might be the last one I ever own. I’m keeping the insurance, waiting to see if I want to sell it. However, when I go back to California every six months, I’ll have it to drive.
I should mention here that I love to drive. Sometimes I’d feel like getting in the car and driving across the country.
Anyway, here I am living in Mexico and taking Uber everywhere I go. Sometimes I take the pulmonias which look like golf carts. I can’t believe how cheap transportation is in Mexico. I don’t know how the drivers live on such low wages. I’m a generous tipper. It’s the least I can do for these good people who let me live in their country.
I’m starting to miss my car a little bit. I’d like to tour the whole city to get an idea of where everything is and check out different neighborhoods. Today, I had to buy a printer. It would have been convenient to hop in my car and drive over to Office Depot. Petco was next to it and I needed some things from there, also. I went via Uber and back home again. The driver put my purchases in his car and coming home that driver took them to the door for me. I really appreciated that.
That’s my trivia for the day. I’m looking forward to reading yours.
