Update to Wishful Thinking.

We broke down one hour from Calais.

It got hectic.

Boys went pee on the busy *autoroute* in the dark, with hazards blinking.

Called some number we were supposed to call. MMA had stuck it on our side door. #gratitude

Lady was nice with my bad French.

Had to decide what to bring on foot. Presents? Clothes? Computers? Books?

Nothing won. Everything came in shopping bags. We had to leave some things behind.

The things I woulda done.

Later, I'd wish I’d brought the wine.