@JJHuggnstuff I don't know the basis for this, but my Canadian bush pilot/helicopter pilot dad says that everyone he has worked with hates flying with military trained pilots, and feels unsafe when they are on jobs with them.
@Glen Raphael@facebook Yeah mine too, and it makes life so easy! Christmas on the 27th? No big D, and we can get more family and friends over to light the tree and drink wine. To us, the important part of the holiday is the feeling you create among those you love, and that can happen whenever.
@j a y this is how I view my situation too. All of our savings could be viewed as "emergency" and with our aggressively low cost of living, we could make it about five years before incurring debt. Our day-to-day wouldn't even have to change that dramatically, which says more about how we live now than anything else ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
@NoReally I worked at an auction for years and explaining insurance value vs fair market value was my favorite thing. I'm sorry you think that ugly _____ is worth $$$$ because you insured it for big bucks!
@Daisy My dad's greatest joy is getting senior's discounts at the mountain
@RiffRandell Oh! We live on an island, and have to take a ferry, which charges per person, to leave. He's make us hide where your feet go in the car and put blankets on us so we looked like piles of junk. Once past the ticket both, we could get out.
My parents, my dad especially, had us complicit in lying about our ages for as long as I can remember, and framed it as an "us against multinational corporations" game. Theme parks, movies, chain restaurants, big ski hills - we lied to them all. My favorite was when he would sneak us on the ferries (the ferry corp is a especially hated where I grew up) by jamming us in footwells and covering us with junk and dog blankets. Brother and I are well-adjusted and frugal members of society with a healthy respect for laws and an engrained skepticism of advertising and our corporate overlords.
I bike, and I think reading this post and the comments took me more time than I have ever thought about biking to work. I live about 2km from work, so I typically try to add another 6 or so by taking a long way around. I wear jeans/blouse to work, so I bike in my jeans, some keds, and a tank top, and do a quick baby-wipe swipe before I put my blouse on. I carry it in a grocery bag with my stuff, and I use a milk crate on a rack to carry everything I bring in. I do a messy (or neat if I remember a brush) bun, and call that fine. I leave shoes under my desk. I wouldn't trade bike riding to work for anything!
When I was 21 and going east to university, I took the bus from Vancouver to Ottawa (about 5 days). It was such an eye-opening experience, both mentally and physically. I was no stranger (and am still not) to long distance bus travel in Mexico, but doing it in the country I grew up in was really different.
@madrassoup I mean he did it on purpose, and I guess that was pretty obvious at the time, but still! Stop for peds!