Parking in Paradise
I know it’s a rhetorical question, but when I saw this headline, I had to laugh a little.
“Why Is Honolulu Parking so Expensive?”
To start, one of the first things you learn in journalism school is that questions aren’t headlines or lead sentences – ever. And to continue, one of the first things you learn in preschool geography class is that life on an island is a dangerous and glamorous, and sometimes inconvenient, thing.
I’ve been to Hawaii. Beautiful is not a big enough word to describe it. I didn’t want to come home. The people who live there should get out of bed and do a touchdown dance every day. They’re lucky to live there and they’re lucky to have cars at all – what are they built on the island or shipped in?
Anyway, I can save you the time reading the article, if you want, and help the author by answering his silly question: Space is tight on an island. If you want to park your car on property that a billion people would give their right arm and firstborn to live on, expect to pay a premium. They call it paradise, but that’s because of the weather – not the parking fees.