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The three generations–my mother, me, and my daughter–are on the road; it’s the hot mess we expected it to be. At one point today when I was looking for them in the car, circling a city of one way streets, I contemplated leaving them in France–as they stood on the side of the road wondering if I had.
Today we drove from France across Switzerland (with no Swiss francs when we needed them), in and out of Austria twice, and back to Germany, rushing to pick up reserved tickets to Neuschwanstein (with about 9 minutes to spare).
Perfect example of the blind leading the blind:
Earlier today, we were all stopped on the front porch of a store.
Me to mom: “well, are you going to go in?”
Mom (confused) – “no??”
Me: “I figured since you stopped here, you wanted to go in.”
Her: ?? “I just followed [sequoia]”
Me: “well, shit, I followed you.”
