My first Christmas with the Mrs and her family, we went from San Ramon to Burlingame, CA across the San Mateo Bridge. On the way back from Burlingame, my Mrs, her sister and I were driving over the bridge when...
“PHEW!!!!!!!!!! WHAT’S THAT SMELL??????”
My SIL swore up and down that it was the smell of the Bay...except we had closed windows, and she was the one who ID’d the smell...
To this day, we don’t let her forget about her “gaseous” incident.
LOL!
I am 54 now. My grandmother passed away several years ago at 96. That Thanksgiving was almost 40 years ago.
We never let Grandma forget it and still laugh about it as if it happened yesterday.