The only truly comprehensive solution that I found for commuting problems was early retirement, at 54 in my case (20 years ago now.
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Ditto me. Couldn't wait to leave school, got a job as a trainee photographer on my local paper and then on and up to Fleet street and the magazine world. I loved my work, though, it took me all over the world to wars and famine and music and fashion, I really felt as if I was experiencing history unfold.
At age 53, I'd had enough of travelling and jacked in work to live on the fruits of my labour and my photo-library. I was never rich and money never motivated me but I have enough, which is perfect in my book.Thirteen years later I still take stock pictures all around London to earn bunce but mainly for fun.
Using my Kalkhoff for transport makes it enjoyable and I wouldn't do it otherwise. I can park where I like and am unaffected by traffic jams, the day to day cost is low (not as low as my Freedom Pass travel but that's not as much fun) and it keeps me fit.
With all the great technology and transport around now, the music clubs and the theatre, it's great to be alive and have lived through such an exciting period in human development and history.
What's sad is that it appears this will have been an exceptional time in which to live and the future, with greater population and more restrictions on freedom, looks less promising.
Sometimes I look at my life and can't believe how lucky I have been (I'm a grafter, mind you, which helps).