You can't DRIVE to California, Mr. Graham!

I have a student in my class who is heading on a weeklong trip to California to visit his grandmother.  He is incredibly earnest and excited about it, and when he was explaining that "my dad said we can chew gum!", I figured that he must be flying down.

"So," I said.  "Are you flying to California?"

"YES!"  He exploded.  "In an AIRPLANE!"

"Well, you can also drive to California, you know," I told him.

"Mr. Graham..." he said.  "No, you can't!  It's too far!  The car would run out of gas!"

"You could get more gas," I reassured him.

"No!" he responded, convinced that I was teasing him.  "There's no gas stations in California!  We'd get trapped in the forest with no gas!"

So, watch out, California.  No gas stations for YOU.