The first time I owned a car with cup holders, I thought, "how convenient," and began the nasty habit of driving to work with a cup a java in hand.
And long road trips were accompanied by a bottle of water or can of soda. But then I rediscovered a practice my dad used when I was a kid: the rest stop.
When I car-pooled in DC in the '80's, everyone got on board with their commuter mug, and I realized the absurdity: we can't go thirty minutes without suckling (or worse, eating) something?
Somewhere an engineer is working on the automotive version of the piddle pack. (You military aviators know what I'm referring to.) Then people like me will have the rest stops all to ourselves. |