Yes, so once upon a time, there was a core team that set out to discover the Wild West of France, bottom up. Here on this picture, in a tiny little town somewhere along the way: Chaim, Sal, Richard, Luis, and Katrin. Notice the sun shining, a luxury which would become increasingly sparse as time wore on.
Im actually glad about the added realism in this picture; I could just have posted pictures where everybody is partying in the back of the car, instead of showing sour, concerned, or terrified faces. The tense demeanors could be due to three reasons: 1. I was driving as this picture was taken; or: 2. I was next up to drive when it was taken 3. I had just finished driving when the picture was taken, but was slated to drive again, some time in the future.
Ah yes, the typical "on the road" snapshot. Please notice the decorative feathers we added to the front during the trip, which miraculously stayed glued to the car the whole time and did much to bemuse French city dwellers. Here we are driving through one of the miriad of little generic towns on our way from Bordeaux to a vineyard of our choice.
Here the vineyard of our choice from the outside. What was inside is anybody's guess. hint: wine.
Ah yes, la campagne. How many of these cabbage fields did we see on the trip? Many. Many many. Too bad we only noticed on the before-last day that our map actually had the scenic routes marked. This had both positive and negative effects: positive was, that we finally actually took the scenic routes. Negative was the creation of a new inside joke: guys, this road is now scenic... wait wait... beginning at that curve over there, it is no longer scenic... 1..2...3... aaawww... its no longer scenic; guys, seriously, retire those cameras; this is no longer scenic. By the way: the picture above is not scenic; I have no scenic pictures, because at that time, I was busy trying to keep us all from doing a Thelma and Louise off the next cliff.
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