That wonderful March day arrived when we went by bus to buy a Tesla. A pretty girl-manager so quickly put Ivan in the picture! I stood patiently beside them and also tried to catch at least something. Everything seemed very tangled and computerised. In general, we sat down and drove off.
The acceleration immediately impressed: very swift, like in an aeroplane when it lifts off the ground. American scale! And I had puppyish delight! But when we came home, our dog met us, and I at once “sobered up” and say: “And where are we going to take the dog?” We thought and thought and decided not to sell the Citroën, but to keep it for me and for the beloved dog.
And I so wanted to continue driving this car! For here it is, here it is, the dream of my childhood! Dreams come true! Only a “tiny bit” remains — to get a licence…
One day, in sunny weather, I decided to clean the interior thoroughly, cleaned the windows, sat at the wheel, took a cup of coffee, and sat like that calmly, enjoying the moment, and promised myself that I would definitely overcome all the difficulties.
And the Tesla turned out after all not to be a luxury for Ivan, but a means of transport. At that time he was forced to move to a new job and drive to Oslo, and that is 300 km from our village. And at that time in Oslo they introduced a ban on the entry of cars with diesel fuel. So it seemed advantageous to use, if one did not think about the high cost of the car itself.
A month of Tesla use passed, and suddenly a “paper” arrives for payment of 800 kroner (80 euros) of so-called bompenger — paid road sections. And right there on the receipt a “postscript” of the following content: if you cannot pay, it can be “replaced by 3 days in prison.” Ha-ha, not funny.
And I ask, and what about the free roads and parking? It turns out nobody told Ivan, when he registered the car, that in addition one needs to acquire for the windscreen some “little thingamajig” for 1000 kroner on the internet. And then the roads will be free. And parking is all paid too. Free only at municipal ones, and there are almost none left. So the saying about free cheese in a mousetrap has a place to be!
To be continued….