OK, I have to admit, I totally geeked out over the tech in this SUV. Instead of a traditional key, you use the Rivian app on your phone to start the R1S (though you can also use a keycard). And the center console doubles as a wireless charger—though there are high-speed USB-C outlets inside too—so you can ensure your phone is never running on empty.
The door handles pop open as you approach, and at night, Rivian lights glowed by the driver and passenger side doors to illuminate your path, like little bat signals.
Liam—the nickname for the SUV I borrowed—also had heated and cooling seats that you could fire up before you got to the car, and they're powerful without being overpowering. In Florida, the cooling seats are crucial most months out of the year, but as someone who struggles with cramps and lower back pain, I rarely drove without turning on the heated seats.
With a swipe of your hand on the touchscreen, you can also adjust the direction of the air vents, which were surprisingly strong—and responsive. In an SUV of this size, I'm used to it taking some time for the vehicle to cool down—and complaints from my kids in the backseat as they wait. This wasn't the case here.
While we all appreciated the quick cooldown (and warm-up, on the rare chilly morning), my kids really loved the sound system, as they blasted Kidz Bop and Danny Go to their hearts' content. (And, given that they were content and comfy on multi-hour drives all week long, I was happy to oblige.)
My favorite features, however, were the smooth ride, comfortable leather (heated) seats and panoramic glass roof, which gave me all the perks of a convertible, without the noise, hassle or tangled hair.
What Were You Not So Crazy About?
This is a silly thing, but I wanted more standard cup holders. Yes, the side doors had gusseted pockets you could stick a water bottle in, but otherwise, there were two that popped out from the center console and two more if you flipped down the middle seat in the second row. When you're carting a full car of people in today's Stanley Quencher-toting world, you soon find you need more. (And I soon learned Amazon sells all kinds of organizers to address this.)
Also, call me old school, but I found myself a little more anxious—and aware—of both the SUV's battery and my cell phone's battery the entire week. Despite the charging pad within the car. And the charging stations every few miles. And the backup keycard in my purse. That heightened awareness tended to ease up by the end of the week, but it was interesting how much more often I checked my power levels.