Over on Boing Boing, Danny O’Brien notes
People who know me well enough, or google well enough, to uncover out my weirder behaviours will know that I can’t drive. It’s not some high-falutin’ statement about the environment. I’m just not very good at remembering which pedal does what.
Well, it’s good to hear there’s one more out there; me neither. It’s become a bit of a worry recently, since I may be moving to LA, which is notoriously one of the most ped-unfriendly places in the world (Antarctica excepted).
But why, you ask? I don’t know — but I think it’s a combo of these factors:
owning a car in Ireland is phenomenally expensive: due to bizarre traits of the insurance biz over here, it costs about $100-$140 a week to drive a car. That’s quite a luxury. For that price, you might as well just take cabs everywhere and let someone else do the hard work.
I live more-or-less in Dublin city centre, so walking and cycling does the trick nicely.
Dublin’s got good public transport for when the weather’s bad (see also cabs above).
I guess it may be something I’ll have to sort out, at some stage, maybe. Eventually. (Damn that laziness!)