I didn’t mean to become car-free in Silicon Valley. Like luck or love, it happened, literally, by accident – a glorified fender-bender at that.
Rather than repair the twisted nose of my aging Ford Focus last March, the insurance company gave me a check for $6,800. I had three choices: 1) Buy another car. 2) Save it for a leave of absence to write a book. 3) Paint my old house.
I painted the house and, boy, it looks great in blue-green. You see, the boss nixed the leave of absence and I thought a new car could wait for winter. I wanted to pass the summer biking to work and around town, acquiring an athletic tan and thunder thighs.
But then a funny thing happened. I quickly discovered something surprising – I actually enjoyed being car-free. I felt fine about distancing myself from auto addicts.
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