The “No Car” System

I know how to drive and I had cars when I was young; but when I was 25 I began to… think.

I live in Lille, in the north of France, in a big city with great transit links (tube, tramways, buses, bikes to rent), and can cross the whole country with very fast trains. I can go to Paris in 3-4 hours, but Lille is at ONE hour by TGV train, from downtown Paris!

Thus I decide to sell my car. I had to find a place to live from where I could commute to work easily, that’s all : 25 minutes by foot, 10 minutes by bike. I have a tramway too… if it rains too much.

If it snows I take an umbrella and I walk, I’m like a kid! It’s like walking in a fairy tale, right?

Good city, good links : my “no car” system works pretty well. It’s a strong choice, and I’m happy with it.

  1. No need to find a place where to park my car
  2. No car maintenance shit
  3. Never a flat tire
  4. No gas, no insurance, etc
  5. Little satisfaction to not pollute my planet too much
  6. I don’t have to deal with idiots on the road
  7. Well, I don’t have to buy a car
  8. A car is a farting machine, and you’re IN it

 

I can rent a car whenever I need one. I do it sometimes.

Voilà.

I know you think it’s impossible. I know…

Thanks for reading! Have a nice day!

 

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Bicycle Renting & Wheels Encounters

Yesterday I learned a new English word : “rad”. I’m trying to place it somewhere, but it’s hard. What (or who is) “rad”, these days?

Lille is a city in the North of France. We have a bicycle renting package here, and you find stations with a few dozens bikes a little everywhere in the city. You just pay a few Euros a year and you can pick up a bike whenever you want. They called it “V’Lille”, how smart.

You just have to push a card on a screen, type a 4 digits code. Then you choose your machine, you ride it, you bring up the right pedal and you go girl!

Each time I just need a few rolls to “analyse” my new encounter. Because each bike has its own personality, right?

  • Some are just noisy, they squeak and they grate. Faster you go, faster it squeaks. Skouic skouic -> skouicskouicskouicskouic.
  • Some are jammed on one brake, so you have to pedal harder. That’s life, boy! Pedal. Exercise is good for health. Pff pff pff (it’s your breath).
  • Some are just broken. Or the chain is out of it. You put it back and pick another one. The tacit code is to reverse the seat and put it to the downest (yess I know it’s not English but you got me).
  • Some bikes are just slightly twisted. The wheel and the handlebars are not in the same direction. Just a little, but it’s enough to bike weirdodidily. Your brain is like “more focused”. Your eyes are wide opened mangalike because… just because.
  • Sometimes the seat is just wrongly tilted. Towards the head and you’re afraid to fall on the bar, ouchy (ayeu). Towards the tail and you look like a pedalling tortoise under caffeine.

Isn’t this a good metaphor for people? You meet someone (at work, for example) and you immediatly begin to listen to their words, the way they talk, the way they move or look around. Dials everywhere in your head. And then, you have to adapt. Some persons are slow, slightly twisted, broken, etc… We just have to deal with this.

Sometimes, though, you find a good bike. Yeyyyy! A rad one! You would like to add a little sign on them. Biking, then, c’est délicieux, vraiment délightful. You don’t wanna give it back! Evidently; ’cause a good bike is hard to find. I’d go anywhere with this one. Can I keep it, mister mayor?

 

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Ideas come when your body moves

If you write, if you compose, you always get to moments where you are stuck. The flow of ideas (or how to organise them) stops. Voilà, vous êtes coincé !

I noticed that you can unblock things when you stand up and move your ass from your chair. You go run errands on your feet, you breath and bike, or you can also… wash the dishes !

Your brain is busy with your body, the pressure on your writing lowers, and… bim ! Here you are : ideas begins to flow again. Frames disappear or move. You have new bulbs, new paths, a new structure if you are lucky !

If you drive instead of walking, if you have a dish-washer, hum, just find another thing to do !

Yes, it works for sex, dear.

Tool : Stand up !

PS : For some persons, it works all along. Some guys can’t work when they sit, they lose contact with the world. They have to stand. OK, maybe you should buy a lectern (un lutrin, en français).

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