Not ideal this morning :
The drive itself and the car, awesome, breathtaking, exhilerating.
Mountain Girl ´asked´ (read assumed; a la l´Oreal) that she was coming along.
Now, she can be as much fun as ´wolverine´ and the latter bit is unpredictable.
And as things go, she could not help herself when I stopped at the pass crossing.
When back at the farm she apologised. Like that unspoils the second half of the drive or reduced my anticipation of it. Referring back to ´l Oreal; no, nót worth it.
Ah well, relationships... Zennn. Better fill my glass; the drive was as good as it comes.
The venta where I stopped for a coffee, is a particularly nice one. Well above average good food at álmost pre-Covid prices. The lady owner is cheerful and always wants a walkaround the cabrio with a fun chat about it. Today she hollered a neighbour to come cross the road and see her new car. ´That Ferrari is yours?´
The only thing with the place is that she closes at 23.00 which is a bit absurd here with the cool of the night not starting to breeze in before 22.00. Something to keep in mind.