Long Distance Commuting Happiness?

Is this you? Do you commute out to some distant suburb well beyond the DC Beltway? Can I ask why? And how?

Why would you subject yourself to at least an hour each way, 40+ hours a month, of traffic. How, once committed, do you physically and mentally make the journey? By bus? Car? iPod?

And here is the deeper question: do you enjoy it?

Back in the day I commuted to Old Town by car, and while I detested the drive overall, speeding across the 14th Street bridge, windows down, music blaring, while a jet roared overhead, was often a highlight of my day.

This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs

Married, mortgaged, and soon to be a father, Wayan Vota is in the fast lane to mid-life respectability – until the day his brood finds his intimate journal of global traveling and curses him with the ever-eternal reply “I’m gonna be just like you, Dad!”

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