Living in the suburbs of a popular vacation spot, a place where the snowbirds land from warmer climes every year, can be a real challenge during tourist season. Summer after summer, it tries my patience when cars sporting plates as far south as New Mexico and west as California, occupy my favorite parking space, or find themselves slowing down at every intersection in town hoping to find those special, quaint little niche spots that are a dime a dozen when you live in Mayberry. They slow their vehicle to a crawl, often earning the moniker of the “Meme mobile,” as they scrutinize every corner and storefront. “There’s a cute little shop down that street!” They’ll think nothing of coming to a sudden dead halt in the middle of the road, as if the one they just passed or the next street forty feet ahead, won’t take them to the same place. I suppose when you’re on vacation you don’t have to give a thought to the writing on your rear view mirror.