I’m aware that most of the world gets around without a car and it’s not news to anyone that we should be driving way less, but we seem to have gotten around to this realization only recently in any kind of serious way. I can see how ingrained the car culture is by the fact that I assumed I’d rent a car to get around this weekend when I’m up in Seattle for my brother’s wedding party.
But, really, why do that? Oil is gushing into the Gulf. The least I can do is print out some transit schedules and figure out how to get from SeaTac to downtown Seattle, to Vashon Island to see my friend Karen, and then to the airport. We have everything we need: a lot of transit schedules, small wheeled suitcases and something to read while we’re waiting for the light rail/ferry/bus.
Oh, and the other things we need we already have: plenty of time and our own two feet.