Reynolds, if thee be in this neck of the woods, yee can be parked awaiting for old codgers having breathing problems that are the result of micro-minis sashaying up to the stores, and have thy foggy weather too, by taking a rest outside a nice Starbucks duly marked with a no parking zone for emergency vehicles and drink thy Cafe latte [spiced maybe]. Of course they can afford the Latte as if they pick me up for that one mile ride, my wallet will be lighter to the tune of hundred smackers or 25 lattes. so If possible, I choose a cab fare to get my O2 fix.