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.
- No need to find a place where to park my car
- No car maintenance shit
- Never a flat tire
- No gas, no insurance, etc
- Little satisfaction to not pollute my planet too much
- I don’t have to deal with idiots on the road
- Well, I don’t have to buy a car
- A car is a farting machine, and you’re IN it
I can rent a car whenever I need one. I do it sometimes.
I know you think it’s impossible. I know…
Thanks for reading! Have a nice day!
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“Tonight then, I Christmas eve dinner alone and I know you will believe me if I say you that this “freedom” brings me a pretty much voluptuous feeling. Music reading silence peace.”
This phrase can makes us think about the state of life where you need it – and need to write about it.
It’s maybe next to another state (when you have a family, you mostly want to be with them, right? Oh but maybe you are… and wish for quiet instead). It can be after it. Before it. Because of remoteness (your lover lives in another part of the planet). Well : circumstances…
But also : a real love for this state. “Music reading silence peace” lovers, call them introverts or quiet people, those who like silence and know that their own head is good company. Some days, you love or you need to be apart, apart from the people & parties.
Sipping moods in summer nights, the “outside the party” Type…
This friend also wrote me this :
“Yesterday evening I was invited to dinner with X and a few of her friends. It’s been like a trial :
- Why do you always wear black
- Why don’t you talk much
- Why don’t you go out
- Why a quiet face and nervous hands
- I know well that you are like this
- I know well that you are like that
- You are one of those women who this
- You are one of of those women who that”
Horror, she wrote.
Have a nice day!
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