It’s a dreading Monday, worse when you know something will be gone today. My dad’s little red car.
I don’t really care much about cars but I guess the rules in this little red dot that I’m staying in, doesn’t allow cars to ‘live’ for more than 10 years, due to environmental or economy issues. I believe it’s more for the latter since you can actually ‘extend’ it’s life just by buying another COE (FBI).
Anyhow, so it’s 10 years now and it’s time for the little red car to be killed.
Yes, that’s the little red car that still looks relatively new. It’s kind of sad though, to know that my dad won’t have a car after today. Let’s put it this way, though we are the middle income family, my dad had managed to get a car since I was young, both for ferrying us and his sales work. I was definitely one of those fortunate kids to not have to squeeze in those public transports.
But now that my dad had semi-retired, and that the price of the piece of paper, called COE, is freaking expensive, it’s almost impossible for us to afford one for my dad.
Did I tell you it’s really expensive to drive in Singapore? Correct me if I am wrong but it seems like if I want to buy a car, I need to pay for that COE (which I had no idea what it stands for) + the price of a body. And that easily cost at least $100,000 nowadays. Then you have to pay something called ‘road tax’ which I believe is a yearly thing, for using the roads I guess On top of that, there is the insurance for cars. The worse thing is, we have to pay the ERP to use certain roads (heavier traffix) at different timings to go to Point A! By right it is supposed to ease the traffic but I beg to differ for I hardly see much difference even if the price continues to shoot up every few years. It felt worse when you realised that now it seems like all roads that lead to Point A requires you to pay. No, it doesn’t make sense but people are still paying, and people are still driving, and people are still trying to afford a car.
I’m not going to dwell into that now for I think I can spend the whole day rambling on it. Of course there are always two sides to a story/decision. I’m just not too sure how all these was made other than having the idea of earning money in their head. Okay, that’s also another story for another time.
For now, I can only think of saying goodbye to the little red car, and thank you for the help for the past 10 years. You will be missed.
Sigh… I really wonder how my dad will survive without a car…