P.S. I still like cities

It has been an interesting few days. Let me start from the beginning.

As you know, we got a foot of snow on Thursday. As I left my house Friday morning, I glanced to make sure my car was still where I had left it parked on my street. I saw it - or I'm pretty sure that was my car - covered in a layer of snow. When I got home from work, there was no car there. I learned that parking was banned on my street all day due to the "snow emergency." I figured it had been towed so that the streets could be plowed.

I began calling area tow companies, the city of Boston, the police and the tow lots. No one had any record of my car being towed. They told me to report it stolen; however, this idea seemed ridiculous so I continued making my calls the next day. Again I was told to report it stolen. I took a break from the search on Sunday and then did one final call attempt on Monday morning before finally giving in and going to the police station to file my report. The police seem to think my car will be found. I am not so hopeful. I think it probably got stolen for its parts - Toyotas are good cars. Although I'm still not sure why someone would steal a 1996 Toyota Tercel. It was the opposite of luxury. It didn't even have mirrors on the overhead visors.

I am in surprisingly good spirits about the whole thing. It's obviously a bummer since the car was still worth a few thousand dollars. But it really doesn't inconvenience me - I take the van to work and I take the subway around Boston. And I have learned some valuable lessons: always know your license plate number; don't keep all your car records in the glove compartment; and insurance doesn't necessarily cover you after moving to another state.

At least now I don't have to worry about where to park when it snows.