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There are those who say freedom is owning a car. Then there are those of us who know that true freedom is not being saddled with the expense of owning a car.
It’s great, but sometimes it seems that the planners of Belfast City are determined to do away with buses and pedestrians for the sake of cars.
I’m very jealous. My dream is to one day have a carfree lifestyle.
I’m sure it’s less expensive, but not everyone lives in a place with mass transit. Or essential services which are within walking distance. 
I have a car-free lifestyle*. 
Now if I was rich or connected enough to live in the pedestrian-oriented villages on the Toronto Islands, that would be the ultimate car-free lifestyle.
[sub]*And I’m still only squeaking through at times. How in the name of Og do people afford their cars?[/sub]
I love, love, love not having a car anymore! That is one of the best parts about living in NYC. No more filling with fuel, no more paying for insurance, no more washing, no more chances for tickets and accidents, etc. Car free is the way to be!
In this city it’s really not possible to own a car. The car owns you.
Forget about the cost of the car, or the insurance, or any of that. Parking alone makes it so not worth it.
Mass transit is not readily available here. Even if I didn’t have to have a car, I probably still would because I love to drive.
I’ve never lived in a place where I wouldn’t be a burden on someone else if I didn’t have a car.
Cities are awesome for car free lifestyles, I’m sure. But I don’t know how anyone could survive outside of a city without one.
We are a one car household, but I haven’t personally owned a car in almost 6 years.
Oh, for a carfree lifestyle. Back when I lived in San Francisco, I actually did it! Sadly, public transit here is nothing to brag about, so a car is necessary. Flipping expensive peesajunk too. 
Though- get this- in all seriousness, I can and do walk to the airport to take the train. Usually to head over to Belleville when my Dad is in town; it would be a 35 mile drive otherwise.
Neat! Too bad I hafta drive to get there.
I love my car!
Of course it’s more-or-less mandatory here…
I don’t drive because I’m not coordinated enough (I have my license, but they really shouldn’t have passed me). I’m okay with this, because I don’t want to own a car. I don’t like the idea of spending a lot of money to damage the environment and increase my risk of a horrible death.
I get by at college because there are places I can walk to, but after I graduate in a few months, I’m going back home for a year. Home is in the woods, with lots of hills and no sidewalks (and nothing within walking distance). I’m going to try to get a job I can take the train to (the one place you can walk to is the train station). After next year, I’ll hopefully be going to grad school, and I had really better end up in an actual city.
Those pictures of Venice in the link are making me want to learn Italian and move there.
We are also a one-car household. It belongs to my wife. I’ve never owned a car, never taken the test, and haven’t been behind the wheel in 35 years. So my carfree years will have been all of them!
I’ve not owned a car for SO many years, even back stateside. Even in Albuquerque and Honolulu, I rode a bicycle.
The last car I owned was a 1978 Chevrolet Chevette that I bought brand new.
Ah, yes. In my college days I rode a bicycle. Nowadays, if you ride a bike in that town, you will get flattened. Same here.
I’ve been carfree pretty much all my life, certainly never owned one of my own. Definitely love it. 
I saw Carbusters magazine the other day at the local bookshop. I hadn’t heard of it previously, but it had me intrigued. Unfortunately I didn’t have time to browse through it.
Unfortunately, that would happen all too easily in Bangkok. That plus the oppressive climate is not conducive to bike riidng. But even on those occasions when public transport cannot get us where we’re going, a taxi is no more than $2 or $3 to most places in the city.
I had a very simple lifestyle during my time in Albuquerque especially. No bills ever arrived in my mailbox. Not only no car, but no cable TV, no credit cards, no student loans, no utility payments (apartment was all bills paid) no nothing! A close friend once remarked how he dreaded opening his mailbox because there was always some sort of bill in it. When I told him I never ever received bills, he looked slightly ill.