We rented a Kia POS for this trip. I had assumed that windshield wipers were a fairly well understood technology. Apparently not for Kia, because ours would freeze at inopportune times, and when we turned them off they stopped in weird positions. I wonder if it’s just a coincidence that KIA is the acronym for “Killed In Action.”
I saw one of those fish emblems on a car in the hotel parking lot, but instead of the words “Jesus” or something similar in the middle, it said “Gefilte.” I loved it.
A bunch of us played the card game Tripoli, and every time my brother from Las Vegas did anything with the chips, he’d put his hands over the table and show both sides of them. I’ve also seen him do the same thing in the grocery store when handling money. Old habits die hard, I guess.
The exit ramps in St. Louis seem to have much sharper curves than in California, which doesn’t make sense to me. St. Louis has ice and snow, and the last thing you’d want is a sharp turn on a slippery road.
Stumble it!