Sorry for further derail, but one of the most obvious best things about my move to Prague was the fact that I essentially never need to worry about driving, parking, car maintenance, etc.
I was raring to go when I got my license at whatever age I was allowed in Massachusetts. I think it was 15 1/2 or 16? Anyway, my parents got me a car, and I immediately set out to learn how fast it could go whenever I had the chance. Two weeks later I got busted doing 73 in a 40 zone (and the 40 zone was a gift, it was actually unmarked so the cop could have hit me with reckless driving on top of the speeding). Anyway, as you can imagine the shit hit the fan and my parents took away my license. Two weeks after that, they were like âthis is a punishment on USâ and gave it back to me.
Point is, after driving your kids hither and yon for 16 years, the prospect of having that relieved is an appealing one.
Theyâre 9 and 7 now. So we have a long way to go.
In the Melk household, Mme Melkerson does most of the driving around, so Iâm relatively spared. Nevertheless, I can definitely see the appeal, but Iâd strongly prefer the hiring a part-time driver solution that I described above to having them drive themselves around.
My parents solved the problem by saying no whenever I asked them to drive me somewhere. Then I either found a way to get there on my own or I didnât go.
I have friends in Los Angeles. Theyâre a mixed couple. Their 21 year old son doesnât want to drive because heâs frightened of getting shot by police if he gets pulled over.
The crazier part of this: that son has several black friends the same age that also have the same issues and havenât gotten licenses yet.