January 10, 2009
This is what I'm always telling my mom who insists on coming and picking me up or dropping me off when I arrive somewhere on bus. When I arrive on bike she just sort of bites her nails (fearing my safety and overall well being) while I ride off, usually after convincing her she cannot stick my bike in the back of her car and drive me.
It's just a habit. Driving is a habit. Strange because my mom grew up in the huge metropolis of Hong Kong. A place with trains and underground and busses galore. You just step out on the curb and a bus usually arrives immediately. Despite growing up in such a fast paced city where you get everywhere with your own two feet, after years of living in Canada she and most other Edmontonians are just addicted to driving. It seems so convenient... at least that's what my mom says. I find it ironic that she spends $15 some on parking downtown just because we had lunch and did some shopping. I used my Upass and the bus - it was free. And it dropped me off right across the street from our lunch place!
What I find interesting is how a lot of people who drive feel sorry for me when I get somewhere on the bus. They forget that I DO own a car. I just choose when I want to drive it. I don't drive it just because I have it. I'd like people to realize that driving is a choice. It's only one of the many ways of getting around.
This picture is of my neighbors' car. They were looking for a home in our neighborhood so they could walk to work, and they do! The car is often just parked behind their place and collecting snow (like my car). They drive it when they need to. And they don't need to drive it every day for every thing. Go neighbors!