The problem is that I misread that location information in the app. And so as I climbed the staircase and poked my head out on each level to look in the direction where I thought it should be, I got discouraged as I reached the top level without any sign of it. So I did the only other thing I knew to do - circle the entire parking garage.
It's interesting because when I came across a car that looked like my car, I doubted myself because it isn't a location I usually park in. I walked around to the back to see the license plate and then went to see if the door would open before I finally believed I had found it.
I'm usually better than this. I usually read my car's app better. I usually park in the same three or four areas. It almost becomes a game, a treasure hunt because of how little I drive. It's now mid-May and I think I've only driven four or five days this year. I guess this is just the price to pay for such a walkable life.
Some day I dream of getting rid of my car but I'm not sure I'm there yet. I really like road trips and weekend trips. Sometimes I just need to get out of the city and immerse myself deeper in nature.
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