Going to a restaurant on a Friday night usually means long waits for seating and a walk from the parking lot that requires shoes with extra support and some icy hot for sore muscles.
Not this night.
When we pulled up to the restaurant, as expected the parking lot was completely full - including some parking-spot stalkers who were slowly hovering like a hawk waiting for its prey. I'm not a parking-spot stalker, so I was about to park a couple of miles away when I saw it...
The stalkers didn't want it
They couldn't have it
Their cars were too big...but mine wasn't.
There, near the curb, no more than 20 steps from the entrance to the restaurant was a parking spot perfectly sized for a Fiesta. With just a couple of simple maneuvers I was easily and comfortably parked in between a Lincoln Navigator and an SUV from one of those bailed-out car-makers. I didn't get video of it, but this is what it might have looked like:
Not really...but I did take a picture of the parking spot with the Fiesta lovingly nestled in. And, no, I did not make that dent on the bumper of the Jeep - but it's owner was watching me closely as I parked and gave me props for the parking job.
So back to Uncle Bill's checklist:
Maneuverable, easy to move through traffic or a parking lot - Check.
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