Wednesday, February 28, 2007

I'm so electric....

even my spider plant shocks me when I walk past it!

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Change

I know that winter isn't yet over and that there will be more snow, but I must say this while it is so lovely outside: the changing of seasons is so wonderful! In particular, Spring is starting to become my favourite season, now that I don't have the luxury of spending the winter daylight hours out in the snow - instead, I go to work when it's dark, I come home when it's dark, and it's just not as much fun when you don't have a yard to make a snowman in!

Spring, however, is just so different! Sure, it's soggy, but it's sunny! And there are smells in the air of wet earth, of plants growing and the sounds of running water and birds chirping are such a pleasant assault on my senses! In England I fell in love with the Daffodils, which should be springing up there about now (I hear it's about 15 degrees C there right now)... I'd have to say that they're still my favourite flower - I want to say that they're so cheerful but that seems like to much of a cliche, so I'll resist.

As kids, the first thaw was a sign to unlock the shed, shovel the snow around the door and drag out our bikes. We got frightfully dirty, of course, from the mud splattering up from the tires, but there's nothing like getting on a bike and racing off through the fields after a winter of walking around in the snow. Needless to say, the skipping ropes and sidewalk chalk also came out and made guest appearances inbetween the end of winter snowfalls, and the water rushing down the street from the melting snow made perfect streams in which to race paper boats.... And of course, the ditches full of water on the way home from the bus were just too tempting to ignore... and so we sloshed our way home, water up to our shins, boots occasionally getting sucked off of our feet by suctioning mud at the bottom... Spring is a wonderful time to be a child. ( I hope I never have children that are afraid of mud!)

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Turning Green

It’s no secret lately that our planet is in a state of disrepair. In fact, I just received an email detailing upcoming “Hamilton Events about the Environment”: Climate Change and You! The Global Warming conference that took place last week has been headlining daily in the papers, warning tenants of the world of the sorrows to come - from increased tropical storms to melting glaciers and rising temperatures.

Turn off your idling cars! Turn down your furnace! Turn out the lights! Turn from vacationing, stop taking unnecessary plane trips, and for heaven’s sake, don’t drive your car!

Good advice. Unfortunately, in this weather, it’s not likely to be heeded by the citizens of Hamilton and the GTA. The question is, would the average citizen alter his routine on an average-temperature day? Unlikely.

Brian and I haven’t turned on our furnace yet - we’ve been using space heaters in the rooms that we occupy at the moment. Same goes for the lights in our apartment - unless we’re in the room, the light doesn’t go on. We haven’t been on a plane for a vacation. Unfortunately, there’s no way that we can stop driving our car (yes, that’s right, we’re a ‘single-car’ family!). Or at least, not with the present state that our transportation system is in.

I have lived in Ontario for the majority of my life; however, I believe that it is my experience of living in Vancouver, BC, Charlbury, UK, and Kobe, JP that qualifies me to make the following statement: transportation systems in Ontario, particularly the HSR in Hamilton, will never allow the majority of citizens the option of becoming just a one-car household or even a no-car household unless several million dollars are invested in the systems.


My first exposure to a competent transportation system was in Vancouver in the summer after my second year. Laura and I moved there for a summer job - we lived in Burnaby, worked in Surrey, and regularly visited our friends in Vancouver, Port Coquitlam, and North Vancouver. Oh, and we didn’t have a car. During rush hour (7-9am, 4-7pm) buses passed our house (in a small, residential neighborhood) every minute and a half. It was a five minute bus ride to the nearest sky train station, where trains left the station every two minutes in rush hour, every five minutes at other times in the day. A 35 minute ride above and across town brought us to the Surrey (King George) station, where we could catch a bus to the neighborhood of our workplace within ten minutes. We’d run for our last bus (after a week, our bus driver started waiting for us at the bus stop on a busy street) and hop off a few minutes later across the road from the green house. Our hour-long public transit journey was not only faster than driving (an hour and a half on the roads), but more relaxing and social. It’s amazing the people you meet when you’re on the same train every day, when you get on or off at the same bus station, when you notice that alien boy has stopped appearing at the stop every day. I had the chance to read books and write letters, and I had the freedom to travel painlessly around the city. One Saturday I hoped on the bus and was at the White Rock beach after only one quick transfer.

My second exposure was 8 months later in England. While we didn’t need public transit to get around the small town of Charlbury, there was an adequate train system in the surrounding country. An hour on the train brought you from Oxford to London, and from there you could get to anywhere in the country. I was fortunate to have a BritRail travel pass for 21 days, with which I could step on and off of trains at my whim, travel to Canterbury for an hour just because. It was also possible, for the ordinary day when the travel pass wasn’t activated, to get on a bus to the heart of London for a pound ($2 Canadian) - you can’t even catch a ride from Hamilton to Toronto for $2! The transportation system within London is so fabulous that it takes minutes to get from one place to another and it’s almost impossible to misinterpret the tube system (“The Underground” aka the subway).

My third and most recent exposure was last year in Kobe, Japan. While I didn’t test out the bus system on my own (due to lack of language - nihongo ga wakkarimassen), I had fabulous success with the subway and train system. I lived very comfortably for five months with no car, and no need for a car. The subway station, located a five minute walk from my apartment, took me where I needed to go. From the city centre I could get to both Kyoto and Osaka within 30-45 minutes - for a relatively small price. A three-hour train ride in Ontario with VIA will likely run over $50 - my three hour trip to Laura’s place: $30. I could get to the grocery store, the department stores, my school, and tourist places so easily that most of the time it didn’t even matter that I didn’t understand the language being used on the signs or announcements.

What unites these three experiences first and foremost is the fact that they were all as easy - or easier - than using a car. Convenience is King today. Why do people sit in their idling cars outside train stations instead of figuring out the exact time of arrival of their guest and timing their arrival accordingly? Because idling is easier.

If towns, cities, and all levels of government committed to making their public transit systems more convenient than car travel, I believe that there would be a dramatic decrease in dual-car households. Hoping on a train that would take me up to Limeridge Mall would be a lot easier than fighting the Saturday traffic and finding a parking spot in the over crowded lot. Yes, the capital investment would be huge - so huge that most cities will never even consider it, unless the Olympics came to town. However, if everyone cares about being green as much as they say they do, they’d better find the money from somewhere. I do think that it’s fabulous that the new buses HSR bought are 80% better with emissions than the current buses are - but in order to maximize the benefits of those new buses, they’d better start finding people to ride them.

As long as transit systems remain expensive long journeys, the only people who will get on are those with no car and no license. Almost everyone will pay for convenience - but a population who will pay grand prices to wait outside in the cold for half an hour to transfer to another bus - just because it’s good for the environment? Unlikely.