Definition of a roadtrip?

On the subject, in general I hate driving, I hate highway culture (or lack thereof - endless miles of reststops, fast food, pollution, asphalt & dead animals are depressing). Train rides (and even plane rides) are much more relaxing than driving (or being an automobile passenger).

You hate freedom. There's nothing more quintessentially American than the car and the open road - it's freedom personified.
 
You hate freedom. There's nothing more quintessentially American than the car and the open road - it's freedom personified.
It's the illusion of freedom. Powered by Chinese labor & foreign oil.

Also, when there's bumper to bumper traffic as far as the eye can see & you have to drive to work thru 20 miles of it (to pay for the car to get you to work) it's not really freedom.

Now when you're on a bike you can pull over & stop anytime you need to. You can weave thru traffic, cut across parking lots & parks, feel the wind on your face, no lines at the DMV or dropping $30 at the gas station. That's freedom to me. :)

Cars are nice to have for long distances though.
 
It's the illusion of freedom. Powered by Chinese labor & foreign oil.
Oh get off it. My Ford was built in America, not China. And it runs on a highway laid down by Americans. It doesn't run on some old stretch of 1800s railroad.

And it is freedom. No papers, baby, coast to coast. Just you and the open road and....*drools thinking about a long drive*
 
Oh get off it. My Ford was built in America, not China. And it runs on a highway laid down by Americans. It doesn't run on some old stretch of 1800s railroad.

And it is freedom. No papers, baby, coast to coast. Just you and the open road and....*drools thinking about a long drive*

Except driving is incredibly boring.
 
Oh get off it. My Ford was built in America, not China.
O RLY? Every part of your car from the seats to the stereo were assembled by Americans using American materials?

And it runs on a highway laid down by Americans. It doesn't run on some old stretch of 1800s railroad.
The highway system too is unsustainable.

And it is freedom. No papers, baby, coast to coast.
"License & registration sir". ;)
 
Only if you do something warranting being pulled over for breaking the law!
 
Everybody does at some point. Almost everyone speeds (it's often impossible not to, to stay with the flow of traffic), occasionally passes on the right or rides on the left without passing.

I just just commenting on your "no papers" comment. ;)
 
I don't care if it's an "illusion of freedom" or anything else, powered by whomever, fueled from wherever. I'm in control of 2,500 pounds of metal, driving 140 kph (85+ mph) with nothing but trees around me. There's not even a hint of a village for miles in any direction. If that's not "freedom" it's a hell of a lot of fun.

I'm in the process of planing this drive right now. Ideally for late August, around my birthday. C is the main destination, but B is a pretty quick detour all things considered, so I'll hitting the village of Chisasibi (roughly 4,000 people) so I can jump into James Bay and say I've swum in the Arctic Ocean, if only technically.

It's dependant on a lot of things happening that for which I have no hard time table, so it may be delayed until 2011. It can't happen after September. It'll require me renting an SUV or something, since the last leg of the Trans-Taiga road is a steep grade with coarse gravel. I'll probably buy a second full-sized spare tire too. Hertz is quoting me under 600 for a week, unlimited kilometres (HAHA FOOLS).

I also have to buy a new camera that's capable of doing timelapse photography via a intervalometers. I want to mount it facing out the windshield to document the Trans-Taiga trip.

Also looking at renting a satellite phone, as a just in case.

Am I insane? Probably. Somehow I've talked my wife into this though.

Except driving is incredibly boring.

Nah, you've just owned really crappy cars.
 
I don't care if it's an "illusion of freedom" or anything else, powered by whomever, fueled from wherever. I'm in control of 2,500 pounds of metal, driving 140 kph (85+ mph) with nothing but trees around me. There's not even a hint of a village for miles in any direction. If that's not "freedom" it's a hell of a lot of fun.
Sounds like you live in a cool place. :)

Nah, you've just owned really crappy cars.
I'm not azza but I imagine for most people who don't like driving the model of car would make little difference (and for people who do they'd probably find a way to enjoy cruising in even the crappiest hoopty.
 
Don't get me wrong, I remember the first car I drove regularly (my best friend's old Ford Contour). We had a lot of fun over a year or so with that car. However, the high wore off quickly & after a few cross-country trips, tens of thousands of miles, many hours of traffic, a few thousand bucks of gas, insurance & repairs & a couple of accidents the love is gone.
 
I'm not azza but I imagine for most people who don't like driving the model of car would make little difference (and for people who do they'd probably find a way to enjoy cruising in even the crappiest hoopty.

I would trade a night of sex for a night in a high-end grand tourer like this.
 
Pff, one night of sex is nothing. I've missed hundreds of nights of sex since my kid was born.
 
I admit that I enjoy the power of driving a car, but I like being able to be distracted without it potentially killing me.

Do you sometimes get distracted from breathing then? ;)

Driving a car isn't complicated as everything becomes second nature within a few months of passing your test.
 
Do you sometimes get distracted from breathing then? ;)

Driving a car isn't complicated as everything becomes second nature within a few months of passing your test.

The difference is you don't need to pay any attention to your surroundings to breathe.

I like being able to sit in a train and not have to worry about anything except getting off at my station.
 
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