I would advise against it if at all possible. It will probably be fine for a bit whilst there is still a novelty factor but it will quickly become a massive chore.
[TW]Fox;15718576 said:
Totally stupid here. Here is why.
a) Work life balance will suck. Up to 3 hours a day, outside your working day, in a car. Great! Sounds good.
I do 70+ miles for about last 6 years now. Used to drive from Isle of Dogs to Holborn, Medway to Holborn, then Medway to Old Street, now I do 88 mile marathon to White City, across entire congestion charge zone. Mind you, these days, I don't have to do it 5 days a week, and I never had to do it in 10-6 time slots, but overall, it's been the easiest commute of my life. 10 years prior to that, spent in public transport, trains and buses were much, much, much worse and even when I lived in London, it took away similar chunk of time from my life.
Commuting is fact of life. I have never known a world without it. All major corporations, banks, institutions and offices to provide my daily wage in my entire life were always in places that were not convenient to anyone employed there. Canary Wharf. Holborn. Bank. Liverpool Street. Aldwich. God save us - anywhere in West London. At first glance public transport might appear to save some time ("oh, it's just 15 minutes on DLR, 5 minute walk from Monument to Bank, 15 minutes on Central Line and you're there") but in reality it steals more of your time - it's the crowded carriages that you could never squeeze into in peak hours, the signal problems that would hold you hostage for 20 minutes in the middle of the tunnel while pressed against someone's sweaty armpit, the WWII tunnel system that surface in most bizarre places around London (like Mornington Crescent or Southwark, who on earth lives there?) you then have to walk from for half an hour to get home. If you live outside London, it's the trains that run at most peculiar times, so you're either 30 minutes too early, or 10 minutes too late. Trains that don't run when it snows, don't run in heat and don't run when wind blows wet leaves onto tracks. Trains that are 20 minutes late without explanation. Trains that never have empty seats for you to rest, and smell of burger king mixed with toilet disinfectant.
So, out of all options, when the opportunity arose - I started driving to work. And then moved out of London and drove to work some more. And I have my rhytm, and my routine, and the programs and podcast I listen to, and phone calls I make and the "me" time that I actually miss when I don't travel to work for a week or two. 80-90 mile a day car commute doesn't have to be chore, and it's not stealing any more of my time than any other commute would.I go to work when I'm ready, no waiting, no queueing, no fighting for seats. I return when I'm ready. No swearing at departure boards, no checking if some station got closed or some line isn't running. I love driving. I would even go as far as to say it's almost therapeutic. It's my zen.
That said. I would never do it:
- in peak hours
- in cinquecento
- without wage excusing it, travel allowance provided or costs of travel offset against expenses
- without parking arrangements made