You Really Don't Want to See Slides From Hick's Trip to France

I don't want yesterday's post to leave you thinking that our Hick only took pictures of the airport while he was in France. No sirree, Bob! Hick knew that he was only in France for 10 days 6 days. And would probably never have a chance to go back, what with his retirement coming up in December. So he did what any business traveler would do, when gifted with a working vacation in an exotic location...and took pictures of his hotel.

Oh, not the OUTSIDE of his hotel. To show architecture, or progress, or tourist attractions. Nope. Hick took pictures of the INSIDE of his hotel.

Gavarnie Falls...oops! Nope. It's Hick's shower.

The Prehistoric Cave Paintings in Lascaux...oops! Nope. That's a picture hanging in Hick's hotel.

Lake Geneva...oops! Nope. That's just Hick's toilet. No swimming here.

Yeah. Go figure. Nothing says, "France" like a bathtub, a bed, and a toilet.

The apple does not fall far from the tree. (Oh, if I'd only seen pictures of apples from a market, perhaps, or trees from the French countryside. But no.) The Pony is definitely his father's son. He sent me pictures from his future engineer camp last summer as requested. I wanted to see where he stayed on campus, and what they did on their project that the teams built in competition. He sent me three pictures. Of cartoon murals on the walls of a pedestrian tunnel and dorm. Close-up. Of characters I'd never heard of.

I don't know what these guys think I want pictures for. I suppose I'm lucky I didn't get screen shots of pr0n off the TV. From both of them.

It's pretty safe to say that Hick will never become a famous travel blogger.