Time to introduce the shoebox, aka. hubby’s car. Any smaller and I would have to call it a sardine can, and yes, this is what we’re driving around in on vacation… slightly squished… with the pavement around our necks (or so it seems)…. and getting out of the car feels like crawling out of a hole in the ground. Hubby just LOVES it when I make fun of his car like that! 😉 My car would have been much more comfortable, but with gas prices as high as they are, we don’t have a choice. So, I’ll just suck it in up and squeeze into the car every morning.