I. Hate. Driving.

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Maybe I’m the only one. I’ve tried to remember one time when I actually enjoyed buckling up, turning the key, and pressing on the gas.

Perhaps it’s because I live in Rhode Island. We’re the smallest state, and our roads are busy, all the time. Even the sweet back roads, which I prefer, are crowded. There always seems to be someone (usually in one of those roaring trucks) bearing down on me. I keep to the speed limit; I’m not granny-slow by any means, and on the highway I keep up with traffic. I just hate driving.

I didn’t learn to drive until I was 28 years old, so this isn’t a recent dislike. When I was in high school, my mother was involved in a really bad crash (two trailer trucks racing down Route 95, she was caught between them and one of them pulled into her lane). She was very fortunate that evening and survived, but I don’t think she ever really got over it. And I probably didn’t realize it at the time, but the fear of driving was lodged in me. All through college, I didn’t need to drive. When I graduated, I worked in Switzerland for a while. Ah, Switzerland, where the trains are efficient, the roads don’t have potholes, the buses are clean. And gasoline is expensive, hence the reliance on good public transportation.

According to AAA, it costs, on average, nearly $9,000 a year to own and operate a car. That includes fuel, maintenance, insurance, tires, car payments if you make them, property taxes for some. My father-in-law was just complaining that his insurance went up. Well, yes, he’s nearly 81 years old – and considered more of a danger on the road. To his credit, he drives about five miles a day at the most. How many cars in your household? Got teenage boys on your insurance? Sorry.

Oh, wait, I can remember one time when I was happy driving. It was about twenty years ago and I was heading north to visit my old college roommate and her family in Vermont. I stayed on Route 95 to avoid driving through Boston (are you kidding me?!), and once I’d passed through Laconia, New Hampshire, the traffic thinned out. The last stretch of road into Littleton and west to Saint Johnsbury was actually enjoyable: smooth road, no other cars, pretty scenery. Yep, one time.

Tell me I’m not alone in this.

16 thoughts on “I. Hate. Driving.

  1. Me too, Martha! I have a slight preference for driving over being a passenger–some sense of control. I’ve gotten worse after narrowly avoiding a head-on collision on Main St in EG. It’s RIPTA and a Kindle for me.

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  2. I love driving. I live my bike more but i love driving a car enough that I fight with my husband over who gets to drive. I didn’t get my license until I was 22 and that year Zak and I drove a U-haul across the country in February. It was treacherous to say the least making it over the Rockies. We lived without a car for about 3 of our 8 years in Seattle. Now, in Boston, we gave Zipcar (less than $9,000, but not a lot less… On the other hand we’ll live longer for not having to find parking.)

    A lot of what I love about driving, I love because I only do it a few times a month. I love listening to music or podcasts, hanging out with whoever else is along for the ride or blessed solitude, going fast, seeing the countryside or urban landscape from a different, faster point if view. And of course going someplace I can’t get to on my bike or the T! I also get to drive some fast sexy cars which is fun.

    I know that I am aging however because I recognize now why many of my relatives didn’t enjoy driving at night.

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  3. I’d rather be a driver than a passenger, but there are days when I truly wish my “city” (Springfield, MO) would get some decent public transportation so that I could read a book on my way to work and save all that money I spend on gasoline. But all we have are buses, and it literally takes two or three hours to get across this medium-sized town. Not worth it. I like country driving and do it when I need to unwind or be alone. Or think about writing… 🙂

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  4. Geez, Martha – how can I ever forget when the truck driver fishtailed into your lane & sent you zooming!!

    From: marthareynoldswrites To: geri@gericonway.us Sent: Wednesday, February 20, 2013 3:02 PM Subject: [New post] I. Hate. Driving.

    Martha Reynolds posted: ” stockphotos.com Maybe I’m the only one. I’ve tried to remember one time when I actually enjoyed buckling up, turning the key, and pressing on the gas. Perhaps it’s because I li”

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    1. OMG, Geri – that should be another blog post! Took me nearly 36 years to meet Mister Right and two weeks after he gave me a ring I almost died on the highway. Thanks for that reminder – no wonder I hate it so much! xxxx

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  5. I.Hate.Driving, too! lol I thought I was the only one. Fortunately, my husband doesn’t hate it! I love road trips, just don’t ask me to do any of the work.

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