Driving back from Toronto yesterday, I wondered what percentage of the North American population spent some time in a highway rest stop yesterday. This one was around Trenton, I think. Neither John nor I were desperate to stop, but we knew if we didn't stop at the Wendy's rest stop, the next one would be a McDonald's.
Kids on road trips today don't know how good they have it. Minivans and SUVs with DVD players! Parents who let them walk in damp parking lots with blankets hanging off them? And I'm guessing that in a van or SUV, a dad's right arm can't reach any of the kids in the back.
The rest stops were busier on Boxing Day than they'd been on Christmas Eve. John's theory was that this was the first one after Toronto, and that's why it had such big lines.
Somehow, this fellow got himself into an area he shouldn't have been in.
The picnic table area might be closed, but you can still play a video game with mild violence.
i bet my dad's right arm could reach across three rows of minivan seats. i fear you underestimate the power of dad-rage in the face of child stupidity. if nothing else, he'd turn that car around.
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