The Underground

My wife and I spent a number of years living overseas.  When we returned to Canada, we lived in a condo we had purchased years prior.  We left that condo when the construction of our current home was complete, but we still own the condo and rent it out.  

The unit has one titled spot, but many of the residents do not drive, so it is possible to rent out additional spots.  That's what we did.  Our titled spot is on the end of a long row, which I appreciated.  The man who owns the neighbouring space is almost as obsessed with his car as I am so there was never any worry about door dings.  

The spot we leased for my wife's car at the time was on the very opposite end of the row and was also an end spot.  Eventually, we lost her space and had to pick up a different one in the middle of the row.  Luckily, the car to the left was rarely used, and the couple with the stall on the right were very particular about how they parked their Dodge truck.

While it was nice to have a designated spot in a heated underground garage, I'll never take my current garage for granted.  I don't miss all the walking to and from the car, especially carrying bags of groceries.  

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