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Tough Crowd
I contacted a friend and invited her for a drive into some of the twisty parts of east San Diego County. Fifteen minutes into the drive she takes her shoes off and plants her bare feet on the dash, asking “do you mind if I put my feet on your dash?” Well I’ve never understood the fascination for putting one’s feet on a cars dashboard, but the perceived damage has already been done so I reply “not if your feet are clean” whereupon she removes her extremities from the dashboard after first protesting that her feet are indeed clean.
I’m driving responsibly and smoothly. Another ten minutes pass and she says “I suffer motion sickness…not in boats but in cars.” I slow down…we are in a car after all and now, small children on skateboards are flying by while old ladies in walkers streak past. The effect of motion sickness is something I’m not prepared to deal with.
We arrive at our destination with gastric juices intact at a nice rustic restaurant in the back country and she says “Couldn’t we have simply taken the freeway to get here?”
Tough Crowd
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