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Traveling food.

I was prepared! I had pretzels and my V8, canned fruit, plus some peanut butter cheese crackers. If my co-travelers picked anywhere I didn’t really care to eat, I knew I wouldn’t go hungry.

Here’s what I never considered… there can be such a thing as too much flexibility.

Too much flexibility is when all passengers report that is doesn’t matter to any of them where we stop to eat. Passing three or four exits before someone makes an executive decision on where to stop for food is the result of too much flexibility.

There is also something I’ve affectionately named pseudo-flexibility. Pseudo-flexibility kicks in when, after the executive restaurant decision has been made, quiet whispered grumblings begin to surface.

None of this bothered me, because I was prepared!

jak