This year, I find myself playing a different, more challenging game. It's called "Rental or Resident?" It's easy to pick out the out-of-state tourists who drive their own vehicles; the license plates aren't green. But for those visitors renting cars at the local airport and driving around the state, it gets a little more tricky. But here's what I noticed:
1. Late model cars with not a speck of dirt, dust or rust on them anywhere: Rental
2. Any car made before 2008, covered in dust, with a windshield covered in bug guts and missing at least one hubcap:
3. Any car made after 2008, sparkling clean, roaring down the interstate at 90 mph, weaving in and out of traffic like he was in some kind of action movie: Rental
4. After stopping for a red light, when it turns green it takes at least 30 seconds before the car starts inching forward: Resident (possibly one of the most annoying habits of Vermont drivers ever, and I AM one).
5. Any Vermont car going 43 in a 50 zone: Rental. Exception: If it is an early model truck held together with duct tape and wishful thinking or farm equipment: Resident
6. A car is pulled over by the side of the road yet still taking up half the lane, and all the occupants are taking pictures of the sunset/cow/moose: Rental
7. A car with a Vermont license plate pulls into the Ben & Jerry's Factory for the tour: Rental. Exception: Resident driver with at least one non-resident in the car. The tour was only cool to Vermonters when B&J was an actual Vermont business owned by two hippies with a hankering. Now that it's owned by Unilever, Vermonters don't care.
8. A car toodling along the road at a fair clip suddenly and without warning turns on to a different road. When you drive by, you see a "Garage Sale" sign: Resident
9. A car toodling along the road at a fair clip suddenly and without warning turns on to a different road. When you drive by, you see the "Lake Champlain Chocolates" sign: Rental
10. A car with a Vermont plate parked in a decent spot in my quaint little ski town: Rental. All the locals who work there are parked out in the boonies behind the hotels/shops/restaurants and hoof it in.
Obviously, my commute in and out of the area is long enough where I have this kind of time on my hands...