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  • Car culture has somehow been subsumed into the “rugged individualism” umbrella. I recall one instance where I had to call my host family for a ride, but otherwise, we were all able to get around on transit.

    You get to a bigger city, and now you have trams. This is my favourite way to travel in town. They’re quiet, reliable, and don’t hinder vehicle traffic. Even better is they get priority lights so that they aren’t dealing with turning vehicles at each signaled intersection.





  • When I was a student in Germany, I lived in a Dorf of some 700 people, 10km from the school in the “big” city – Hameln. If the weather was good, I’d bike to school through wheat fields. If it was bad, the Stadtkreis (regional government, but not state level; roughly akin to a county) had regular bus service to get into town.

    Once in Hameln, wheels were rare. All of downtown was a pedestrian zone, and where that ended was about a five-minute walk from the train station. At which point I could take a regional train to Hannover, and from there, an ICE (not the bad one, the Intercity Express) that could get me to France or Switzerland in only a few hours, without any customs or airport bullshit. And the trains were, of course, all electric, and ran on time (leave it to the Germans!).

    This was 30 years ago, and we’re still trying to figure out basic transport here that has been in use for decades.



















  • It’s a bit crazy to think about how things have changed. When I was a kid, the only computer in the house that was online was in the office/living room, so my parents could walk past at any time and see what I was up to. This was in the MSN beta days, and I was usually in teen chat, which, given the beta, meant that we were all teens whose parents had gotten prerelease Win95 discs (actually, in my case, it was the head of my high school math department who “loaned” me his CD).

    As a result, it was pretty chill. Having your phone at all hours and no oversight seems an absurd situation.