Thursday, March 14, 2013

When I was wee: Travel and McDonald's

My brain is awful. It's never stored things like I'd like it to and I worry that by the time Autumn's asking me "what were you like when you were my age?" I'm going to have absolutely nothing to tell her. It's already almost at that point now! So here I am going to share little snippets of memories I still have in my head. Maybe they'll spur other memories but at the very least hopefully this will help preserve what's already there, fogging away...

When I was wee, around 7 I think, my family got a car. An ice blue Fiat Tempra that my oldest brother crashed years later. It sat 5 like a normal car but we were a family of 8. When we strap Autumn into her carseat I always make sure it's secure, that the plastic thing that connects the straps is at armpit level etc. Thinking back on how we traveled as a family in a car made for 5 it's a wonder we're all still alive.

I remember traveling to Paisley from Irvine the 45 minutes perched on the lap of a sibling as we all were going to get a treat at McDonald's. Sometimes, before we were too big we'd (Beki and I) sit at the feet of siblings behind the driver and passenger seat, curled up in little balls that would very likely be crushed to death if an accident happened.

I remember not loving having to be squeezed into the car like that, no seatbelt - no seat! But I also remember not even having a car. Catching buses, trains, walking, lots and lots of walking... Things really are so different now.

Now I love walking but there still isn't a McDonald's in my hometown.

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