We are a one car household now. Back in Atlanta, never would have worked. Here I am minutes from a train and bus stop, which will take me all over this island.
Andrew is carpooling with mates to work, which is amazing, and even on the days that I have the car it typically doesn’t move. And it’s not because I can’t drive, promise. I’ve definitely mastered a manual and the roads. We are close enough to town that it would take longer to try and find parking than walk. The grocery store is a 5 minute walk.
The weather has been cooperating and I might sing a different tune when we get into rainy season, but for now I absolutely prefer to walk about. Love this town.
This country also loves them some walking. The National Trust is launching its first Walking Festival, 30 – 22 of October. There are dozens of walks to trek, including some more hiking. Time for tea and a trot.
Never did I think I would actually be excited about a walking festival. Shove me on top of a mountain, that will change my mood.