One of my favorite things to do at a rest stop is to introduce my self to total strangers and find where they are from and going to and just be neighborly. The down side is that you never know who that kindly looking person really is.
In the future I am sure there will be Seven Elevens on far flung planets and rest stops. Hundreds of years from now travelers will still be slurping on a tall cold Slurpee.
Tomorrow ....the tourists from HELL and kids on the school bus arrive.
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