redwoods, wine country and cloudy cities// three East-coasters cling to the edge of civilization for two weeks

Friday, September 2, 2011

Day Five: The one in which Amanda spills water on her pants and the driver’s seat of our hot rod

Let me explain…

Sometime in the middle of our 10-hour journey from Yosemite to Nowhere Medford, OR, Amanda and I came up with our next million-dollar idea. It’s going to revolutionize the way you stay hydrated on the go. Always getting lightheaded after too many hours on the road? Having trouble opening water bottles while holding the steering wheel and keeping your eye on the road? We’ve got the solution. (etc…you can hear the infomercial now). Okay, so what is it?

Camelbacks attached to the driver’s and passenger’s seat, with the tube straws that come around the front. WHY HAS NO ONE ELSE THOUGHT OF THIS?? It would look something like this:

Side effects may include having to pee a lot, giggling uncontrollably, and yes, spilling on yourself.

Note: When we tried to refill the Camelbacks at lunch, we learned that it’s best to do so outside the car, and preferably not over your own lap. Soggy jeans = NO FUN.

Oh, and for those wondering what kind of fine vehicle we picked up at SFO to take us on this magical journey, behold Chevy's version of the PT Cruiser. I'll never understand why Chevy felt the need to compete with the PT Cruiser, but there you have it.

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