Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Dixie and her Car


SarnDuro said...

Is that your kid sister behind the wheel of that car? Have you no urge to feel the open road racing beneath you?

Kaitlyn said...

Yes, I'd love the open road.

But most driving is not on the open road, it's stop-and-go stress and I hate being a passenger during stop-and-go congested traffic, I can't imagine how happy I'd be driving.

I don't think I'll learn for a couple years. My bike is getting fixed, I'm moving to the heart of a city, I'll only need a rides to doctors, and I'm sure I can find someone willing to drive me. (My sister, maybe, she gets her license May 16th, 6 months after she got her permit.)

Besides, I'm on way too many drugs that have sleepiness as a side effect to learn how to drive right now.

SarnDuro said...

No worries, Bintlette. I knew plenty of people in Germany who couldn't drive even into their forties. But that was in Old Europe, so you may not want to emulate the cheese eating surrender monkeys (although, come to think of it, all the French people I knew did drive).

Kaitlyn said...

My goal for adulthood is living in a place where I can ride my bike or walk to a grocery store or library and use public transportation for further distances. (Chicago has the El, that would be awesome.)

I know I have to get a license - so I can have ID when my dependent status is over. And so people will know I am an organ donor.

But I don't plan on owning a car. If I do, it'll be a VW - small and fuel efficient and more than a little cute. Or a used car. I don't think I'll ever own an SUV or truck. I like being a passenger, but driving one would scare me.

It did last time. The brake and gas switched places, there were too many cars on the narrow road (two including me) and we ended up off the road in a ditch. There was yelling, there was crying, and that was at least 4 years ago.

But before then I made an easy drive at 5 miles an hour from a nearby parking lot to the house. (Becky and her friend beat us to the house and they were walking.)

I'm too scared. I know how, I know the rules, but I'm too scared.

I don't think I'll ever be comfortable driving.