We recently drove down to Texas for a short spring break visit. On a remote backroad in southern Colorado, a state trooper pulled me over and showed no mercy. I wasn’t thrilled at the prospect of paying a shockingly high fine. My calculated risk did not pay off.
Then I remembered back to the parking wardens in Thame, Oxfordshire, England, where we lived from 1995-1998. That town of 11,000 people had a full-time parking enforcement officer. When you arrived downtown, parking had to be paid for and no parking was free.
Be thankful that you can park for free – or that you’ve driven for a while without being pulled over.
HAHA! This totally reminds me of the conversation at the Warrington in London with friends who could NOT figure out the meaning of the parking regulations in our neighborhood. Here’s an example:
http://www.90percentofeverything.com/2007/12/18/disinformation-design-parking-signs-that-trick-you/
Love you so much.
Great link, Elizabeth!
And there are some things that you can only learn after making the mistake. Sadly.
Happy afternoon/evening in the small state!
You mean there are places in towns where parking is free?