Just a Thought

Having a car is a necessity here in America. In the country where I came from which is the Philippines, ninety percent of the people are just commuting using public utility vehicles and trains. My grandma, who lived for more than 70 years didn't own any kind of personal motor vehicle. If she needs to go anywhere, all she needs to do ride a jeepney or a bus.

Here in America, each household has an average of 2 cars. Teenagers as young as 15 years old already own their own car and almost everybody in the family old enough to get a driver's license most certainly have their own car too. I was driving in  the road one day when I checked out the different cars that pass by me. There's a white subaru forester, a red mazda tribute and a gray BMW 1-Series. I was thinking to myself that it would not surprise me if there's a bentley that would pass by my mini van. That's just the lifestyle here, having a vehicle is as normal as having a house.

Perhaps people overdo it sometimes by getting the most expensive car possible just to show-off. And that's when the trouble starts for them. Their car is their source of pride and happiness. For me, as long as it runs and it keeps me comfortable, I am happy.