It is a challenge, there is a Leaf in town, but 100 miles to the next charger, North or South. The Volt in town make more sense, it has an engine too. There is a Tesla Supercharger 35 miles away, but no Teslas.
I live in a middle of NC county that has maybe 20k people. I see hybrids all the time. One Tesla S owned by the local Veterinarian. A Leaf or two. No chargers. GM dealer has finally gotten in a Bolt. Oddly years ago we had one of the few Prius battery rebuilders. Out of that business now. I haven't seen a single public charger though there are two in town.
Robi, new member, tell us a story to accompany your fine photo. I assume that in Bangladesh Prius are not common vehicles.
Fried okra. Not that dang breaded carp, corn bread encapsulated, but real fried okra where you can see the green and blackened bites with a trace of corn meal. When I was in the Marine Corps, every other week we'd have properly fried okra. I would trade everything on my tray for it with the ignorant. Bob Wilson
I was born just a few hundred yards on the wrong side of the Mason-Dixon line, something that did not concern me much in my youth. Owing to my career choice I was thrown kicking and screaming into Southern Living, first as an electronics student in Virginia, then as a submariner in places like Charleston, and King's Bay Georgia. It was not love at first sight, I assure you!! Still.....many things in life much be experienced fully to be appreciated, and I began a journey in the South that I am still on today. Along the way I fell in love with and married 2 daughters of the South. The recommended number is ONE, but just as you cannot pick where you are born, one also does not have very much rudder input as to whom they fall in love with. I was speaking just yesterday with one of our outside techs about ancestry, and with the assistance of internet records and DNA he proudly claims that he is a decedent of one Robert E. Lee who, after the US Civil War must have been one HECK of a busy dude given the number of people who claim him as an ancestor. So... It is widely known in my workplace that I am a Damn Yankee. They are never disassociated words in the US South! In polite company or when those unfortunates who were not born in the South are present, one usually only uses those two words out loud to express disdain for people from up North who do not go back after spending a LOT of money while enjoying a BRIEF stay. Military members are given a dispensation.....IF they do not cause too much trouble, and IF they do not court the locals. Still..... I WAS born where I was Born, and I'm also a proud, properly initiated US Navy Chief. I explained to General Lee's would-be kin that Commissions in the US military have always been issued by the POTUS ONLY after an oath is taken and a certificate is signed, and that Robert E Lee either was too dim to understand what he was reading on his commissioning certificate - or - he might not have been as virtuous as some think he was. Bob graduated second in his class at West Point, so for me, that kinda narrows it down. Author Rick Bragg once wrote that: "The South is not idyllic. It will break your heart." .....a statement so profound that my wife and I often repeat it to each other when faced with one of the many unique aspects of life in Dixie. As one who was born too south to be a true northerner, and with the permanent social stigma of having the wrong zip code on my birth certificate....I can appreciate this sentiment all too well. When I left active duty years ago I was newly unemployed, recently unmarried and therefore homeless, and all of my earthly belongings could fit neatly into a sub-compact car that I had yet to purchase. In other words...and I could choose literally anywhere in the world that I might want to go to re-boot my life. I decided instantly that I should go on a month-long road trip and touch all 4 corners of the US, but that I should settle down in the South. Since then, I have been called back to active duty twice and travel with work has taken me to all 50 states and nations in five continents. I have never EVER seriously considered living anywhere else. I will always have a birth certificate BOTH stained and BLESSED with a zip code starting with '47', and nothing will ever change that....but I still get to pick where my mail goes NOW. To which I humbly add and submit that "Southerners" top my list of why I live in the South. YMMV