Their melting! What a world, what a world...

Just got off the phone with Mom. She and Dad are on their way to visit Sarah and Tyler in San Diego. Apparently there was an accident in Barstow that had the freeway backed up to Baker. They spent three hours in 115 degree heat driving from Baker to Barstow. The worst part was just before getting stuck in traffic they had eaten some chips and jerky, but they didn't want to drink anything for fear their "bladders might explode." So they tortured themselves with salty mouths and intense heat for three hours. The car they rented had a thermometer that showed the outside temperature, and Dad qua Dad had to announce every few minutes what the temp was. "It's 113, now it's 114, now 115, oh now it's down to 113 again" and so on. Mom was laughing the whole time she relayed this, so it didn't sound like the typical Bolt family road trip. Much more calm prevailed. Maybe because they didn't a gang of unruly kids screaming "are we there yet?"