When I wa growing up, I learned the hard way that a milk shake didn't have any ice cream, just milk and flavoring. But a frappe did. Then I met someone from Rhode Island who ordered a cabinet at the ice cream shop. Huh?
Not so much nomenclature, but attitude, was that when we were going into Boston (about 65 miles!), we took the car in for a check-up. Then I got to CA where it was no big deal to go from San Francisco to LA for a weekend. That's also where I learned travel is measured in time, not miles, and for good reason.
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