Would I? Wild horses couldn't tear me away from this priceless opportunity.
Yes he could have taken the train. In fact, if I'd paid for his train ticket I would have spent a lot less than I eventually spent on gas. But that isn't the point. And it certainly wasn't the opportunity at hand. Even if we took the train together, it's not likely we'd spend as much time in conversation as if we drove the same distance together. In driving together we'd sit in close proximity to each other, with not much else going on between us to distract from what's being said. That, plus I've always liked going for a drive. When I was a child and my father Asher Manfred asked me if I'd like to go for a drive, I couldn't toddle to his car fast enough.
That's how in thirty six hours over a cool January 2012 weekend, I added nearly one thousand six hundred miles to the odometer of my Toyota Yaris while Christian and I completely transformed our relationship just in the process of going for a drive, sitting together, watching the fabulous scenery go by, and speaking.
A few days later he tells me he's engaged a mathematics tutor who'll coach him at no charge, simply out of the friendship he creates. He says this new possibility has accelerated his momentum to the point where he'll be completely free of his second year mathematics obligation less than eight weeks from now.
"That's pretty cool" I think. "From concern to complete freedom in less than eight weeks ...".
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