A friend of mine asked me to ferry some supplies out to her, 90 miles north of town. I've been car free since the spring and I was amazed at how horrific the experience of driving seems now. I've logged a quarter million miles in cars, so I'm very experienced. But somehow I had forgotten just how amazingly nasty it is to have to sit in a cramped little cage with a hot noisy engine in the middle of endless stop-and-go traffic. I felt my blood pressure skyrocket and started wanting to scream at people.
I fricking hate cars.