The other day I had to get up really early to drive down to a larger city down on the Coast. I was going to the Social Security office to sort something out and had be advised to get there an hour before they opened as it was very likely there would be a long queue.

So when I left my village it was still dark. I joined the convoy of white vans and a few other cars like myself winding their way down the mountains to work or do other business.

It felt quite peaceful. Because of the amount of cars, we were like one long convoys snaking our way down. No point in stressing or trying to overtake. Just slowly drive along.

The tops of the mountains had a lovely pink hue as the sun was rising and I was trying to just enjoy the whole thing and not think too much about the fake smell of coconut filling the whole car.
You see, we had the car cleaned and they seem to have a penchant for using fake coconut smelling products. Disgusting.

Well at least they didn’t leave one those horrible Wunderbaums hanging from the review mirror. You know, the smelly Christmas threes people seem to favor.

So apart from the smell of coconut, a really nice zen-like start to my day.