Highway Blues

We had been on our way for about 1 1/2 hour when the air conditioning broke down and hot air was blowing in the already warm car. Three teenagers and myself, listening to AC/DC, Offspring, Muse, Red Hot Chilly Peppers, merely enacting a scene from Wayne’s World  (don't you just love me with long blond hair and black glasses?), in a mobile oven. At this point, we had to open the windows to be able to breathe, the hot air blowing our hair straight back. What a family of loonies!

Glacier above the Mont-Blanc tunnel

After coming out of the Mont-Blanc tunnel, the GPS was “calculating…. calculating…. calculating”. Ha!, obviously, it got lost! Once we were stuck in a miles long traffic jam on the highway in Italy, it told us to “turn left!”  “turn left… calculating… TURN RIGHT!!!” Turn right? And drive into the wall? Are you kidding? “TURN RIGHT!!! TURN LEFT… TURN AROUND!!! MAKE A U-TURN!!!! Calculating! calculating… calculating…. TURN AROUND!!!” WTF!!!, I took the stupid device and threw it in the back of the car, if this damn thing cannot even tell us to go straight, it is bloody useless!!!!

If this were not enough, as we reached the Milano - Venice area, the beautiful sky that I kept comparing to those of a Canaletto or a Tintoretto painting erupted into the hugest storm we had experienced in a long time, to the point where we had to stop under a bridge to avoid hailstones the size of quail eggs.

Some "strange" adds along the highway

Shortly, it took us 21 hours to reach our destination, a village on the Croatian seaside. By mid afternoon, we were on the pebble beach, and in the……. OH.MY.GOD! F****G ICE COLD water!!!  (Please, excuse my French!)  My pussy was deep frozen in less than two minutes! The heat was definitely turned off for two weeks! :(       LOL!