3 hours, 10 podcasts (s/o
Smart Mouth), 2 virtual HR compliance trainings, 6 servings of flaming hot funyons, and 3 extended commiseration/bitching chats with fellow EV owners later, we charged (86 kWh station-restricted) the needed 300 miles to make it to Pasadena! Ostensibly! And then lost 80 miles of range and had to add another 30 at the whatever premium outlets! Nonetheless, I feel like each of those kWh we added in Quartzite was a rite of passage (hazing?) into this crazy world of semi-early adopters, and was a memorable part of our 2-week roadtrip/initiation into the culture.
Extroverted and want to make friends? Drive a non-Tesla EV across the 95 with insufficient range during holiday rush hour! I think we were all one (additional) broken charging station away from busting out our collective holiday leftovers and having a potluck in the Love's parking lot. My remaining Terry Black's brisket (s/o Goldbelly) would have definitely been a winner.
Which has me thinking, specifically on behalf of my introvert passenger/wife, I think we need some sort of indication that someone is un/available for conversation while queueing/charging. We all have different ways of coping with EA, and while some may prefer a crying shoulder from a stranger, others would sooner hide themselves in the frunk to avoid any human interaction during such an emotional low-point of their holidays. Maybe hang a tie around the rear view mirror? Or, if college memory serves, does that mean something else...