PARKING METERS

The worst. The absolute worst. And 25 cents gets you about 3 minutes now. I never remember this and usually end up scrounging my change for coffee on a road trip long before I get to the deep south of California where these meters are a way of coastal life and by then I’m out of luck and have to park miles from the beach and pound pavement to get a view of the coast. Unless I paint from the van right in front of an expired meter. That works too…