Just got done with our first day of driving in Europe. It sure was scary driving the roads trying to find our hotel in this rural part of Paris close to Charles De Gaulle Airport. We got lost after hitting about eight roundabouts, probably some twice. Thank God we have our GPS that kept trying to keep us on course until we found it.
Another scary part was trying to navigate while trying to remember how to drive a damn stick shift. I stalled a couple of times when the going got rough. I don't think they've got an automatic transmission in the whole stinking continent. They all must think they're Mario Andretti or something. Today though things got better as I gained more confidence. I drove the shit out of the darn Opel and all it's six gears. That's right the sucker has six forward gears!
In order to really experience the countryside, we got off the main highway today and took some country roads and hit several small picturesque towns in the Burgundy wine region including Chablis and all its vineyards. I would have got you all some of the delicious vino but they want an arm and a leg and your first born for a bottle. Instead we toasted to your good health.
We didn't eat much except the wonderful local bread and cheese today. I've been doing the Montezuma two-step since we landed that I probably got from all the free champagne we consumed during the 11-hour flight on the huge two-story Air France plane. I finally had to buy a large wine cork to stop up my you-know-what until the Imodium takes affect.
Now we are holed up in the little French town of Dijon and poised to tackle the Swiss Alps tomorrow on our way to Italy to visit Venice once again. Anybody for some mustard? Maybe I'll try some Mexican yodeling once we get to the top of the Alps. Aaay Aay Aay !
To be continued...WQ
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