In Wamego, Kansas we got very excited because there was a Sonic! We’d never been to one, but always seen the commercials. Casey wasn’t feeling well, so we stopped to get Sonic for lunch to bring back to the hotel. We didn’t want to eat there, so we decided to park and go in.
Except (as all of your likely know, but we didn’t) you don’t go in to Sonic. You really do have to order at the drive in part or in the middle. We literally walked in to the kitchen of Sonic, and stopped in our tracks asking meekly “Is this where we order?” We then got the Sonic 101 from the waiter and backpedaled to the middle unit to order. The next time we went, we were pros and pulled right in. Lesson learned.
Throughout a lot of the west, the speed limit signs look like this. With a lower speed limit indicated for night.
Around 5pm, we were cruising through Colorado, I was driving. I passed by a police officer doing 65 and they immediately turned around and put on their lights.
My legs started shaking and I was freaking out. We couldn’t find my wallet that had my license, we had no idea where the registration was for the rental van, and we were pulling out various insurance cards as the police officer came up to the van.
We proceeded to get a lesson on Colorado’s version of nighttime. Apparently, whether or not it is dark at 5pm, 5pm is nighttime in Colorado. Period. End of sentence. So, on this particular day – it was 5:07pm and I was doing 65 in a 55. Nevermind that it was still daylight and their “nighttime” speed limit sign does not have a time on it. I guess you’re just supposed to know.
So we got pulled over. And frantically tried to find all of our information. And thankfully only got a verbal warning from the cop, who I kid you not was laughing in her cruiser while she checked my license and the car information. I can just imagine her telling the story of us to her co-workers. It didn’t help that we couldn’t remember where we had left from that morning when she asked where we were coming from. Or that I handed her a license with my name on it, an insurance car with Mom’s name on it, and a rental agreement for the van that we found out later was the previous renter’s agreement – someone named Murray.
5pm is nighttime in Colorado. Lesson learned.
I’m sorry Jenn, I’m laughing 🙂
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Too funny. I love Sonic. Luckily, the first time I visited, I had Sonic pros with me who explained how it all worked.
And I lived in Colorado but never heard about this nighttime thing. I guess that’s because I avoided going too far outside of Denver at night. All that flat land and seeing for miles and miles just freaked me out!
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Serously, how are you supposed to know that?! Glad he was nice about it 🙂
LMAO!!!!! This is too funny! Sonic is a weird place I admit, but I wish I could have been a fly on the wall when you guys walked in! The police officer was probably laughing on the inside shaking her head saying: Tourists…gotta♥em’. lol
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Sorry I’m laughing too! How’s a flatlander supposed to know about the speed limit daytime nighttime thing. I thought I was reading something new about Sonic. I was,”I didn’t know….” then Oh, then LOL!!!!!!!!!!