Carpe diem

Because sunny days are so rare in winter Luxembourg, you really make the most of it when the sky clears up.

No time to procrastinate. Hurry up, change and bolt out the door. 

This was the best weather I had throughout the entire stay, 3 days before I leave. Heh. AH, les beaux parents and me took a look at that sky from the dining table after lunch, swiftly got up, changed and were out in 10 minutes, record time.

Really teaches one to savour the moments and not waste a single minute. 💖

Rare blue skies

💙

This sign tickled me so much

Love the outline of the botak trees

Starting the holiday: Slow the pace

After travelling for over 12 hours via two flights, AB and I really needed to stretch out the legs from all that sitting around, and took a stroll out to the beach which was a short 10 minute walk from his parents' place in Bordeaux where we stay for this trip.

It's so refreshing to walk down a near-empty beach, taking in the sparkle of the sun reflecting off those blue waters, breathing that clean sea-scented air, and looking down at the time to see that it's nearly nine pm and the sun was just starting to set.

I always love summer in non-equatorial regions. Those long daylight hours make you feel like there is just so much to do, and you actually have the time to do them - even when you have a tow of procrastination monkeys always out to distract you. Heh.

The blues

The greens

A random passerby - love this candid shot!

en vacances!

Excited to be on a long awaited vacation! While it felt like not too long ago that we went to Taipei with AB's parents, the past months have been such a churn that I really needed a proper break. And this vacation involves lots of chilling out, pigging out and pure basking in the French summer weather, definitely what I needed.

The Boss sent me a whatsapp on the evening of the flight to wish me a happy holiday, and admonished, "DO NOT ANSWER EMAILS UNNECESSARILY!" Yup, in caps too. Haha. Great to have such bosses. 

So here is my very Singaporean breakfast, on the flight to France. Couldn't resist ordering when I spotted it on the menu. It was decent but I still much prefer the hawker versions I grew up with. Sambal was legit though! :D

Time for some 19 days of (mostly) offline days. Woohoo. 

Singapore Airlines' rendition of the local fried carrot cake. Not bad at all!

Hello Kitty flight!

I was extremely tickled to get on one of the famed Eva Air/Sanrio flights coming back from Taiwan to Singapore. AB's mum was amazed and went trigger-happy with everything from the façade to the interior and the meals throughout the flight. She also surreptitiously collected a small pack of the various small decor and items (nothing that wouldn't have been disposed of post flight anyway, of course) for her little imp of a granddaughter who is a huge HK fan (yes, she gets exposed and access to these all the way in Europe, that's the reach of this mouthless kitty!).

Me? I was thrilled but not squealy, just gleefully taking various snaps of the merchandise (and the horror of the Hello Kitty embossed toilet paper!) for records. I did sneakily asked for a pack of poker cards for keepsake. :p

All in all, it made for a cheery end to this much needed break, thanks for the memories Taiwan, am sure I will see you again.

The plane in all its glory

Pastel cabin!

Donkey fits right in

A friendly kitty that is not making rude signs

Very decent toiletries

Oh the horror

逛夜市 | To (night) market

Since we were in the vicinity, it made sense to also introduce AB's parents to the ever popular Shilin Night Market after a day up in Yangmingshan.

That's actually as touristy as it gets though, hurhur. Rather than making the rounds stuffing our faces with as much variety of snacks we we could stomach, and getting overwhelmed by the sheer number of different stalls peddling their fare, AB led us in a beeline for his favourite "must eat stall" - Zhong's Original Shanghai Pan-fried Dumplings (鐘記原上海生煎包). Ever since he tried it years ago on a friend's recommendation, he makes it a point to come by each time he visits the market. There was a meandering queue despite the back-alley location of the stall, but it moves pretty quickly - we got our orders within 15 minutes, credit to a very organised and swift production line for kneading and filling the dumplings with either a pork or cabbage filling, then steaming them gently before pan frying them such that the bottom of the dumplings are a satisfying crispy brown. AB had declared that everyone should have three dumplings to maximise the enjoyment, but I had my sights on MY favourite and insisted on just having the one pork dumpling. Was I glad I stuck to my guns - although I was pretty famished by the time we got the orders, the smaller-than-palm-sized dumpling definitely packed a punch in taking up tummy real estate, and no wonder. It's the denser dough, not your usual fluffy chinese bun texture, but not cloying and done just right with a touch of chewiness that I guess the Taiwanese would call 彈牙, while the meat had no porky taste but was just perfectly seasoned. It was pretty tasty, and that one dumpling hit the spot in warming the tummy too. Yum.

Then to the amazement of AB and his parents, I queued and ordered a humongous fried chicken cutlet - the original Hot Star stall which started the fried chicken craze in Singapore too. Massively tickled that the name is a play on their infamous signature 豪大大雞排. Heeheehee. I remembered this being the one item I wanted to try on my first trip to Taipei years ago, and was glad that I wasn't disappointed this time either. It's still that gigantic piece of glorious crispy, spicy, artery-clogging yumminess. I chomped on that massive piece nearly all by myself (disclaimer: I was very happy to share! But none of the party were fans of fried chicken, although AB was curious and stole quite a few bites). Hurhurhur. I was stuffed by the time I was done, but no regrets! :D

While we didn't linger too long, we did take a short stroll through some of the alleys, and tried some other snacks, sipping on fresh lime and lemon juice that was perfect after the meats and oil we ingested. Didn't make it to the collection of stalls that were supposedly mostly clustered in basement foodcourt of sorts, but it still made a nice adventure for AB's parents, heh.

Left: Big Star Fried Chicken. Right: Zhong's Shanghai pan fried dumplings.

台北 | 品茶:: Tea appreciation

As a frequent tea drinker, AB's mum was curious about the Chinese tea which Taiwan is famous for. For this visit, she was keen to check out some of tea shops for tasting and to purchase some back as gifts as well as her own consumption.

Thanks to recommendations from the trusty galfriend who was well acquainted with the scene, we navigated to the quietly charming CANS tea and books house (罐子茶书馆). Located in the corner of a smaller street in the Da'an district (大安區), also renowned for the location of the original Din Tai Fung restaurant and a multitude of tea shops, it was one of the most discreet spaces in the area, tucked away from the more bustling streets. We felt like we had chanced upon a well kept secret.

This tea and book store/gallery is one of three outlets, located in Beijing, Shanghai and Taipei. Other than the space on level 1 which houses the tea shop that offers free tea tasting sessions, the basement was a gallery space, and the higher levels included a book store that specialises in rare, out of print books (quite a large number commissioned by the National Palace Museum). Another floor was dedicated to display of tea utensils and equipment, while the highest floor on level 7 held a large expansive area for tea workshops. The furniture used were mostly made of wood, with soft indoor lighting as well as diffused daylight from the surroundings, which gave this space a tranquil, comforting ambience.

We didn't have time to explore the other levels but were fortunate enough to get to sit in on a tea tasting session. The shop space was quite small and could only host four people comfortable along the bar for tea tasting, and a group was just departing when we arrived. Over the course of some 1.5 hours, we were first given a quick introduction of the various teas that Taiwan is famous for - namely the Oolong (乌龙) and Mountain teas (山茶), as well as some quick facts about the different varieties of tea, their oxidation levels as well as taste profiles. I had forgotten until now that green tea, being the least processed of the teas, actually contains more caffeine than Oolong or Tie Guan Yin (铁观音), which have been roasted and smoked for the longest.

We tasted four teas in total, two mountain teas and two Oolong. Chinese tea is quite a different animal from the western teas, especially Oolong, often in that unique smoky dryness that evolves into a sweet aftertaste. Tea drinking, like coffee, wine and whisky, is a very personal experience. I'd imagine that no two persons will have the exact same sentiments towards the same tea that they taste, although they might or might not share the same likes or dislikes towards the general taste profile. I like my tea much like I like my beer and whisky, either light and citrusy/floral, or deep, robust and complex. Anything in between, I just struggle to form an opinion about it, hurhur. AB's mum like the delicate florals which are smooth and rounded, while AB's dad likes the stronger stuff, else he thinks it's a waste of time, hahaha. And thus, it was with such feedback that they made some conservative orders of two of the tea they tasted. I hope they will savour them and over time, appreciate even more of these products that are so different from what they usually go to.

So there it was, a tranquil comforting afternoon immersed in the world of tea. Definitely a unique experience of Taiwan I would probably not have placed high on my travel itinerary, but one which I enjoyed immensely in the end.

Sunny day in Yangmingshan | 艳阳天，游阳明山

It was nice to see that Murphy (or the weather god) wasn't completely heartless and blessed us with a full day of sunshine. So off to Yangmingshan we bounded. It was a gloriously sunny day, so bright I had to edit my pictures as they all turned out overexposed, and so hot that I was sweating and walking around unglamly with my leather jacket over my head as shelter from the sun. Oof.

Still, it was a good, good day. : )

Pretty blooms.

Dainty blossoms against that blue sky.

A stolen moment. Sweet love.

Blinding sun

A happy dog

Smokey and pungent

Perspective

Craft beers in Taiwan

Chanced upon a bar on our second night in Taipei, which was such a cool place. Well, when a pub is named ABV, I guess it kinda means business, heh.

Was quite taken by the selection of craft beer available from all over the world, but of course being in Taiwan we had to try their local versions. I was particularly intrigued by this series that had one themed for each season. It was almost tempting to try them all, except I had limited stomach capacity. Thankfully, AB and his parents have way different taste preference from me, so they ended up ordering the ones I wasn't keen to spare space for an entire bottle. A sip or two sufficed. Heh. Also gave me the perfect opportunity to read all of them in detail and take plenty of photos. Muahaha.

Can you guess which is my favourite? ;)

Full series: Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter (plus a random pumpkin beer)

Love the story behind each name/theme

ABV (Carribean bar and kitchen)

大安區忠孝東路四段216巷19弄11號

Taiwan cafe life

For our first day in Taipei, dear Murphy was feeling funny and decided to rain on us for the entire day. Zzz. No matter, we spent the day mostly indoors and still managed to walk loads, making the most of the cool weather. Heh.

This first day is also known as AB's guide to his favourite haunts whenever he's here, and it was interesting to experience and see the places he favours. 

Coffeeology (松山區八德路三段 12 巷 5 弄 2 號)

First stop was at this quaint charming cafe that's just a 15 minute walk from our airbnb, and I can assure you that it was no coincidence. Pretty sure this was actually one of his key considerations in selecting our airbnb, hehe. And it wasn't hard to understand why. This cafe roasts its own coffee beans, and while it doesn't serve any food, the menu of beverages that includes a comprehensive selection of coffee, tea and fresh juices was more than enough to provide an hour or two of comfort in a cosy spot in their space. What sets this place apart is really the genuine warmth and friendliness of the owner and staff, and of course the beautiful cups of coffee they brew. Took the cappuccino (my default order when trying any new cafe) which was deliciously smooth but also strong. I stole a sip of AB's house blend (Americano with milk) and it was even better - with less milk and froth, the coffee notes presented even more distinctly, and it was a gorgeous rounded blend. I was definitely going to switch to this for the rest of our visits here. Yum.

Perfect start to a rainy day

Ueshima Coffee Lounge (106, 大安區忠孝東路四段200號B1樓)

After the warm comforting cuppa, AB then led us to this Japanese inspired cafe, Ueshima Coffee Lounge (上岛咖啡店）just a five minute walk away. He gleefully told us that this was his standard route when he visited the past few times. Coffee first, then Japanese sandwich after, accompanied with a green tea latte that he simply adores. We all followed his recommendation of a BLT with egg sandwich, although I wasn't feeling like having milky green tea, so opted for a black coffee this time. Still good. The sandwich was prepared with fluffy freshly baked bread, and the egg was the perfect touch to make it a satisfying meal. Although it was a late brunch, it certainly filled all of us up without us feeling stuffed.

The ambience of this cafe was comforting and quiet. Amidst soft jazz music streaming through the speakers, and the warm dark chocolate hues of the tables and seats, it's the sort of space that one can while away hours at, just reading or working off the computer. That's what majority of the crowd seemed to be there for, and the friendly service certainly contributed to the draw of the place.

Not too bad for a first day experience of Taiwan. Despite the rain, we were well nourished and kept mostly cosy and warm. All ready for more adventures and exploring!

simple and good BLT

Vacation time!

Off to a much needed short week away!

As the plane took off, I gazed out at the lovely tufts of fluff amidst those gorgeous blue, and breathed a sigh of relief. This is really happening. A trip that at one point was under a potential threat of being cancelled. Thank goodness it all worked out and I was still able to proceed without having to resort to any fights (verbal ones of course, I'm a lady, okay).

Looking forward to reacquainting myself with this city that I had last and first visited over a decade ago. Then, it was actually the height of summer, and as much as the city charmed, the heat and humidity which I was too familiar with put quite a dent in the experience. This time around, the weather promises to be much chillier, hovering between the high 10s and low 20s on average. Whee!! Can't wait, and even the forecast of rain doesn't dampen (LOL) my enthusiasm. I've packed my nifty cool weather gear, and my trusty umbrella. In the worst case scenarios, am sure we can duck into malls or cafes to while our time away watching the rain. No bother at all, we are on vacation, but not in a rush, and are happy to just see and visit what we can, in our time.

So hello Taipei, it's nice to see you again. It wasn't love at first sight, but I have good feeling that second impressions will be better. Let's see. :)

Of first impressions: Luxembourg

The 18 days in Luxembourg fleeted past, not in a blink, but at a deliciously leisurely pace. When it was time to go, I was a little wistful, but also immensely happy with this holiday.

While three weeks is hardly enough for one to claim to know a place, my impression of this country is that of one which is really easy to like - the pace of life may seem slower than that at home, but from the conversations with AB and his friends, it's clear that they are by no means laid back. People here work hard too, except that outside of work, there is much more space (literally and figuratively speaking) to breathe, and an abundance of nature to appreciate. Of course, you do need to actually like being out in the cold, otherwise you will quite likely get bored rather easily, being confined indoors for probably the better part of the year. Me, I love the cold (the irony of growing up in a country of eternal summer), so I absolutely thrive in this environment.

Most of our days were spent with AB's family, and I was glad to have done so in the midst of the Christmas and New Year celebrations. While being physically with family for nearly a month is bound to bring out some tensions and conflicts, it's generally jovial and the spirit is mostly of thanksgiving, to have each other, and to be able to spend the festivities together. While I don't know for sure AB's family's impressions of me, I am quite confident that they at least don't detest me, heh. Pretty sure I didn't come off as a rude snobby brat, and I thank my upbringing for that. Language is a barrier to really getting to know each other, and hopefully the next time we meet I can carry on more meaningful exchanges with them beyond the daily greetings and the occasional faltering but interesting dialogues.

All in all, it was an awesome trip where I rested, ran, wrote, played, ate, drank and slept very well, in my favourite kind of weather, all while getting to spend lots of quality time with the man, and got to know his family better too.

It was so lovely to meet you for the first time, Luxembourg. I hope you liked me too, and I look forward to seeing you again in the hopefully not too distant future.

My daily view

Dining in the city

The city centre of Luxembourg may be smaller than even our CBD, but is a place rich in history, with plenty of great eats and watering holes. Other than the Christmas market, we were there a couple of times, once for me to just visit the area, and another to catch up with another group of AB's friends.

One of the things that I love most about visiting a place in the company of locals is that you are assured of great meal/drink choices, since they would already know which are the best places to go (and the crummy ones to avoid). As a result, I enjoyed both places that I visited:

Franz
I was quite tickled to learn that we are dining at this place, suggested by AB's friend who actually had the same first name. No, he doesn't own the place. 

The moment we stepped into the brasserie, I was taken by the decor in various shades of black and grey. The ambience is best described as "borderline boudoir", thanks to the use of tufted leather and gold accents in their furniture, coupled with walls that were stonewashed and overlayed with the prints of chandeliers, it exudes a charm that somehow managed to be both cosy and classy. Me likey.

Our party of 4 shared a bottle of red (I didn't note what it was, I only knew it was delicious, haha). For lunch, the rest had originally contemplated the set menu but ended up ordering the signature burger when their choice of main was sold out. I had skimmed through the set but nothing jumped out at me. Poring through the ala carte selections, it wasn't too tough to select the Tartare de Boeuf (Aller-retour Aberdeen Angus). I had long wanted to try a beef tartare, and what better place to try it than a recommended French restaurant? AB, after a quick deliberation, decided to select the same as mine.

The food arrived gorgeously plated, and with a crunchy fresh salad and fries on the side. My beef tartare was nicely seasoned and the lightly pan-fried exterior provided a nice crisp contrast to the succulent mix within. While I have not had this dish before and therefore no frame of reference to know if it's good or not, according to AB who is well acquainted with it, this was a more than decent attempt. The friends' burgers were nicely done too, and the conclusion was that this worked out much better than a set lunch, as everyone was just at the perfect point of satiation at the end, whereas the sets might have been way heavier.

This is a place I will definitely remember eating at.

My stunning meal

Chocolate House of Luxembourg by Natalie Bonn

Christmas cake

This place. While it had a nondescript exterior, as one in a row of shops located next to the palace in Luxembourg city, the moment you step through the door, it's like you've entered into a magical realm. With the white tiles, wooden floor and the rich mahogany tables and chairs adorned with cosy cushions, it would have been right at home in an Enid Blyton book, mixed with some magic of Willy Wonka.

The specialty of this three-storey establishment was their chocospoon, which comprises a wooden "handle" that holds a huge block of chocolate that comes in a mindblowing variety of flavours. You choose your preferred flavour, and the type of "base" you would like - again provided in an expansive list that caters to practically all dietary preference/restriction. I picked an oat milk base with a 85% cocoa, the highest possible percentage I could find.

It was so. GOOD. The oat milk was probably the best decision I made, since it meant that the base was kept quite light, with a tinge of oat fragrance, while that block of chocolate melted the concoction into a most divinely rich and comforting drink that was spot on for the cold weather outside.

A must try I would probably recommend anyone visiting the city. Just take note that it's always busy so it may be a bit of a wait to get a seat, but it's worth it. If you have the stomach space (or a much bigger sweet tooth than I do), you can also order a pastry or dessert of your fancy on the ground floor to go with your chocolate. That's way out of my league so I was just supremely happy with my chocolat chaud. :)

A chocoholic's dream

Passenger perks: carviews

As much as I enjoy driving, I do appreciate the perks of being in the passenger seat, especially during travels. Without the main responsibility of watching the traffic (even though I do take note of that too), it's really enjoyable to take in the changing landscape and spot random sights or scenery flashing past.

Growing up in a tiny island filled with skyscrapers meant that being able to actually see the horizon is such a treat every time I go on a drive overseas. I still remember the awe I felt the first time I did a road trip of sorts, from Los Angeles to Las Vegas. The views were simply amazing. I'm often mesmerised even just being on the highways, taking in the expanse of land and road ahead. And being the passenger meant I had the luxury to snap some of these on the camera. It is a fun challenge trying to get a decent capture of the beauty as it pasts - you need to be quick else it will be gone in an instant, and also consider the lag time it takes between you pressing the button to the actual image captured, so as to optimise the limited framing you can do. 

Then again, I sometimes think that for some scenes, it's hard to get a bad shot, simply because the subject is so gorgeous that no matter how you "anyhow" take a shot, it will turn out nice. 

That's also the reason I try my best not to be occupied with my phone during rides - it's too easy to miss all that greatness passing by, and such a shame too - after all, I doubt that you will really remember what chats or social media you were on when trying to recall the best moments of a trip. It's all about being in the present and making the most of things. 

Sharing some of my favourites from this trip. :)

First run of 2017

Also known as my very first time running in the snow. Well, more accurately, it's on snow, since it was just a very thin layer, and in many patches, it had already melted.

It was so much fun!

I was all ready to just head out in the same ensemble I had donned to run in NYC's Central Park when it was the same 0-1 degree-C temperature (pants, running singlet and a thick wind-proof jacket), but the over protective boyfriend was having none of that. So on went a pair of running gloves and a bright red ski jacket of his. :p

I'd admit that it kept me snug as a bug and probably lessened the coldness I felt by at least 20 percent. I looked pretty ridiculous, but then the advantage of being in a foreign land meant nobody could recognise me. Given how bundled up I was, I was fairly sure that people who might know me wouldn't know it's me if we meet, either. Heh.

Running is the easiest choice of exertion over here, since I obviously have no access to weights and I conveniently forgot to bring my trusty TRX along (ahem, tends to happen when you do last minute packing - there is bound to be one or two non-essentials that get omitted! Oops). No matter, it's the ideal choice anyway, to maximise that breathtaking landscape. The only thing is you kinda need to get out early, no later than 5pm, unless you are really prepared to run in darkness and much lower temperature.

As much as I often jibe at AB for being disgustingly fitter than me (he barely breaks a sweat or gets out of breath when we go running as he matches my pace, ugh), I do enjoy running with him very much, especially on countryside runs like this where he probably knows his way even blindfolded (an exaggeration, but probably only a slight one) - the man knows his directions well, and had different routes in his repertoire, so I am assured of a variety of scenery each time, with no fear of getting lost. All I needed to do was to focus on keeping up, while enjoying the aesthetics before me.

For this run, we covered just over 10km in roughly an hour, with some slight slopes that were just enough for the heart to pump hard, but not threaten to jump out of my throat. We even took some moments to pause and take in the expanse of snow, skies and trees at some points. AB, who usually rolls his eyes at my inclination to take pictures of anything that caught my fancy, even obliged me with some photos taken on his phone cam so I can have them for memory's sake (I didn't have my phone with me). Hehe.

It was a perfect first run for the year. It felt really good to hear the feet crunching in the snow, and even the slightly scary parts where the paths were wet and you could feel yourself slip ever so slightly with each step and needed to be on high alert, were pretty fun to add a bit of thrill to the activity. Not to mention that it was a nice distance, too. Decent mileage that didn't exhaust me too much.

Mis-matched, don't care

Treated to a lovely sunset

To more runs together!

Snow, snow and more snow

Le Chameleux: Lunch in Belgium

Le Chameleux

One thing I love about Luxembourg is its strategic location, where it's just a not-long drive to several other European countries. France obviously, but also Germany, and one afternoon, we drove out to Belgium to meet another of AB's longtime good friend and his wife for lunch, together with their 9-year-old daughter. The family is currently based out of London, but had flown back to Europe for Christmas. They had missed each other once while we were in London in September, so a meet up this time round was imperative.

The choice of venue for lunch was at Le Chameleux, a charming French restaurant tucked in the middle of the woods. You know it's a remote location when even the address can't be detected on the car's TomTom. No matter, with some clever maneuvering we managed to get there on schedule without getting lost. (All credit to AB though, since I know nuts about navigating in this area I've never been).

First clue that the food was going to be excellent was when we stepped into this not-the-easiest-to-find establishment, and they were full house. WOW. Fortunately, we'd made reservations, and most of the other guests had not arrived yet, so service was pleasingly prompt and smooth.

Second clue that lunch would be awesome was that it had a grand total of 6 choices each for main course and desserts. I really like when a menu is kept simplistic - somehow it conveys that the owner/chef are truly good, based on the assumption that they have the confidence and focus on getting those few dishes really well done and are vouching that you will like any of the few selections they offer.

Their signature was la truite meunière, and a no-brainer order for me, being a huge fish fan (for food). I was definitely not disappointed - the fish came perfectly fried such that the skin was crispy golden while the flesh was tender and juicy, and in a perfect size that was just nice to fill you up together with the potatoes and salad. Do take note: that's declared with the caveat that you can be prudent with the gorgeous pomme de terre though. I have a terrible weakness for all things potatoes so I must say I was quite proud of myself that I didn't overdose on those tasty sautéed beauties. I love that it's a whole fish too - the flesh just fell right off the bones and was a such a pleasure to savour - suffice to say I devoured every morsel off the bone. Meoow. Yumm.

Truite meunière: perfection on a plate

I even found space to order dessert, although I have no idea what possessed me to choose the dame blanche. It sounded innocent enough when described by the server: Vanilla and chocolate ice cream served with chocolate sauce and chantilly cream. Who knew that the actual thing was a monster of a sundae?! I completely ignored the cream, nibbled on the waffle biscuit, and just dug at most of the chocolate ice-cream, then left the rest to melt into a mess in the glass. :p Thankfully the rest of the group was busy catching up over their respective desserts (crepes Grand-Marnier and sorbet framboise et citron), and barely noticed. A double espresso also helped prevent a post lunch coma, such that I could enjoy the scenic drive back without dosing off. Heh.

Monster of a Dame Blanche

It sounds like the food was the star for me, but really, it was rather enjoyable to chat with the family who are also fluent in English other than French. Even the little girl, given her education in London, was conversant and reminded me a little of myself so we had some fun dialogues on favourite colours and erm, homework. Hahaha.

All in all, a really pleasant afternoon outing, and a good reunion for AB. With their reluctance to travel to Asia in the near future, who knows when their next meeting will be? Bearing that in mind, we took a bunch of "we-fies" and photos before respectively rolling into our cars and parting ways.

One of the random shots on our way back