You know, I really didn't want to get a car. I was dreading it. For the last 7 years I took public transportation or walked. Getting into a car, even as a passenger, was novel. And I'm from a small town (just 2 stoplights in the whole place!), but I would have to drive 10 minutes just to get to my friend's house on the other side of the town. It's not cornfields or desert, the houses just have a lot of land, and there are trees and woods. But I came to dislike driving. As much as I grew tired of standing up everyday during my 20-minute bus ride to work in Medellin and having to push my way to get out, the bus was pretty convenient. There weren't many places it didn't go. So here in Miami, where people get in the car to go to their neighbor's (which is an entirely different story, and one that is finally coming to America's attention), I was not pleased with having to buy a car. Of course I bought a car (because I'm not that crazy to enjoy walking around in 100-degree heat and 105% humidity is a good idea), and I do really like the car I bought: a salsa-red Jetta. But besides the cost of the car, insurance, and registration, I do not like that I have already paid the city of Miami $421 in parking and driving fines. That's right, I've had my car for 2 months and I've already gotten towed once, received 2 parking tickets, and a stoplight camera violation (ok, that one was Giovanni). What really bothers me is that I barely use my car except on the weekends, which seem to be when all of the meter-maids are patrolling. What bothers me even more is that I was towed by a company that has a horrible reality show on TruTV that I can't peel my eyes away from! HELP!
Ah, but isn't she so cute?
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