With five Manhattanites crammed into one car in Los Angeles, conversation inevitably revolves around the completely different use of your car in Manhattan. Driving around Beverly Hills, one of my fellow NYC-native passengers remarked that he bought a new car three years ago, and managed to drive 19.000 miles since (including trips to his in-laws in fly-over land, which make up for most of the milage). In L.A., our driver said, “you do that in one day.” After only three days there, the number seems quite plausible to me.