So one of the consequences of our move to Portland has been that we are now a one-car family.
The public transportation, bike accessibility and general neighborhoodiness of the area make it easy to get done what needs to be done without having to get in the car at all… and plus our super-narrow, super-steep driveway can only realistically handle one car at a time anyway. So the Land Rover is gone, and we’re cruising around in the BLT. Which, as I discovered on the way out here, actually gets almost FORTY-FOUR MILES TO THE GALLON! if you keep it at 55 on the freeway and kinda draft the giant Penske truck your husband is driving. (Damn.)
We even lugged home the boys’ new bed on top of the car the other day. In the rain. We felt like such Northwesterners.
Next week, the boys and I are going to go on an Adventure: riding the bus to the central library downtown. Whee! Will we get soaked by rain as we wait forlornly at the stop? Will we neglect to signal the driver to let us off in the right place? Will we overload ourselves with books and be unable to make it back up the bus steps? Tune in and find out!