Carless

I have now been car-less for over a year.

I am still alive.

It was pretty scary really, the fear and anxiety I had of selling my car, after all, I've had my own ride since I was a teenager. That's just the way it is in North America, everyone has a car, or two, or seven.

But I had a chance to see if I could live differently.

I wasn't really afraid of not getting around anymore. It was more of a loss of identity I feared.

And then their was the insurance company: "You sold your car, well you can't do that." It took six months of phone calls and letters to finally convince them I no longer had a need for their services.

OK now we believe you.

You see the car becomes a part of you, like a baby. You feed it and change it's diapers and give it a bath, and every once in a while take it to a very expensive doctor. How can one not get attached?

A few things happened after I sold my car:

I didn't think about it anymore.

I walked, and rode my bicycle.

I had more money (alot).

I took the bus for the first time in my life.

I saw my friends and family more and they always were there when I needed a ride from the airport. (thanks a million Mike, Darren and Nelson)

I know it is next to impossible for most Canadians to live without a car - our cities our built around them and their aren't many options with public transit.

But I am one of the lucky few car lovers who have had the pleasure of being car-less (for now).