Dad, Can I Have the Car Keys....

This past weekend I left car obsessed California to head over to Car dependent Colorado and visit my parents. Now, my parents live in the deep suburbs, and I mean deep 'burbs. Where I live in Nor Cal, I can walk 5 minutes and get eggs if I'm making cookies, back at my parents, it's a forty minute walk to get a pack of gum at the gas station (and no I have not experimented with wrigley omelets) Now, parents have many ways of making you feel 16 all over again, but asking them to borrow the car has to be the tops. Now if they would only spend the rest of their retirement in New York City.