- Impending College Travel – Sell Scout (~12mpg) and buy 1999 Chevy Tahoe (~15mpg)
- Married My Lovely Wife – Inherit and drive her 1992 Honda Accord (~24mpg)
- My Wife Starts Commuting 100 miles per day – Sell ’92 Accord (~24mpg) for ’00 model (~23mpg)
- Baby On The Way – Sell 2 door Tahoe (~15mpg) for 4 door Toyota 4Runner (~19mpg)
- My Quarter-Life Crisis – Sell Honda Accord (~23mpg) and buy 1991 Toyota Landcruiser (~14mpg)
I read this article in the NYTimes about ‘gas tourism’ in Mexico. Folks travel to the border, wait in line, go to the nearest gas station, wait in line, go back to the border, wait in line, and go home. One guy does that trip all day long to fill up a fleet of trucks. One guy even visited an orthodontist and got cheaper braces while south of the border. One guy has been mugged at gunpoint, yet still goes back!
I don’t really have that option where I live, so I’m walking home for lunch, taking the more fuel efficient car when able, even borrowing my Mom’s volvo station wagon (with embarrassingly feminine ‘pet named’ vanity license plate) for long trips.
Come to think of it, I might rather be held up at gun point than have one more trucker ask me at the gas pump how her vanity plate acquired the name ‘Bunn1e.’