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Posted on 11/27/2015 11:08:07 PM PST by knarf
I have NEVER been able to ride in a car reading a book
The head down position makes me motion sick
glad to hear it’s not an issue :)
All I was trying to do was tire myself out on the internet so I could get some sleep and that stupid FaceBook thing started me off
If you left the Tailgate Window down the Carbon Monoxide fumes would kill you.
I think they also had the Tailgate that went down under the floor rather than just folding open like a Pickup Truck Tailgate.
The good old days. Two and a Half Tons of innovation.
I’ve learned that the back seat, no matter how you’re facing, is the worst place for someone who gets car sick.
I sat behind him and being a warm evening, the windows were open
Dad smoked and he flicked the ash off of his butt and it flew dead center into the back of my mouth ... perfect timing
I have NEVER say behind the driver since !
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My uncle just put us rug rats in the back of his pickup truck everywhere we went. He didn’t have to bother with fighting, whining, “I’m hungry”, “I’m tired”, “it’s raining”, etc., when he dragged up from Santa Rosa to San Fancisco and other places to go fly his 18-foot homemade kites and other fun.
I wouldn’t know.
Many went on to suffer Internet Addiction Syndrome:)
Yes, the U.S. Dept. of Transportation published a study in 1998 entitled "The Effects on Kids Who Grew Up Riding Backwards for the First 2-4 Years" (sorry that I couldn't think up a more-plausible sounding title!).
The study was conducted over a period of five years and cost $25 million.
The main finding was that children who rode backwards during the first two to four years of their lives tend to be Conservatives, love rollercoasters, and post lots of vanity posts.
A follow-up study was recommended, but for budgetary reasons, was not initiated.
(Something about a more-pressing need to fund the design of $5,000 toilet seats in B-52 Bombers.)
and since head injury and damage to vestibular system, i cannot read in a car or even on a plane anymore.
Are you talking about your [cough] "lady parts?"
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vulval_vestibule
Regards,
I think all this chatter about how children are positioned in an automobile is quite interesting. My children rode in the front seat of the car, as did most children born before 1970, more often than not even just laying on the front seat so we could see them and talk to them while we were driving. If their father was driving, I held them on my lap. Seems like everybody did just fine.
My younger sister was also positioned backwards her first year. She cannot read in a car at all without getting sick. I think it’s an interesting subject that I never before had considered.
Our twins rode facing backward until they were about 3 1/2. I was amazed to find out that they still remember facing backwards (they’re 8 1/2 now), and said they actually preferred it since they had a greater field of vision. (Our family van has nice big windows in the back.) They don’t seem to be particularly scared of anything. ;)
That looks unsafe - unless you have lots of duct tape.
Oh — and about our twins getting carsick? I get carsick, and the twin that looks like me gets carsick too. My husband has never been carsick, and (of course!) the twin that looks like him never gets carsick either. This is a tiny sample, of course, but it seems to me that genetics probably has more to do with a predisposition to carsickness than how kids were positioned in their car seats.
Funny story perhaps for some. I rode in the back of my parents 56 Buick once or twice a year 300 miles each way to their vacation area for fishing trips. After around 50 or 75 miles I would get too tired to stand up on the back seat to watch out the front windshield, so I would climb up on that painted cardboard compartment over the trunk under the back window and watch out the back window for movement prospective, and count special cars/play games. I would then get too tired to do that anymore so I would just sit normally on the back seat where I could no longer see anything and feel the car with complete surprise. I would then tell my mother I'm "gonna throw up" and she would hand an opened up double insulated (double glued layer) ice cream bag. She'd tell me to use that and when I was done she'd twist that off and roll her window down in the passenger seat, wait for light traffic wing it out on the side of the road. I'd stand up to see if we were lucky for a target, but she looked for ditches, although I think we did accidentally hit something once. The bags came from them 3 or 4 quart cardboard frozen ice cream supermarket boxes.
From what I’ve heard, riding in the rear of a 1970 El Camino bed lined with astroturf can be rather traumatic.
My dad had a Chrysler wagon with that third seat.
Made me sick sitting back there, facing backward.
Could be it was because the air conditioning never got back that far so it was always hot and my dad was either accelerating with his right foot or braking with his left foot, never just driving a stable speed. . .(puke)
“I hated driving behind someone whose rear facing seat was full of kids. It was like being at the monkey cage bars.”
Me too. . .and when they started to throw feces at me, that is when I drew the line (ramming speed).
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