Yesterday I got into my car, a 20-year-old Peugeot diesel, for the first time in six months. You just don't need a car in the Netherlands. Walking, bicycles, trams, and trains do me just fine. To my surprise it started right up and worked just fine, so it's there to count on should I ever need to go somewhere that justifies getting into a car to get there.
This morning I found this article. Vive la difference. http://www.nytimes.com/2011/07/07/us/07freeway.html?_r=1 "Gayley" is mentioned, to give it some FFL ontopicnessitude.
