We took two little trips recently. Once again I cannot resist putting up some pictures, though they don't do justice to our surroundings. As usual, we drove for miles on small roads with little, sometimes no, automobile or truck traffic, with large expanses of forest and fields and villages strung along them, mountains rolling up on all sides of us. People looked at us warily and smiled when we smiled at them. I'm sure they probably laughed after we'd passed by since we are surely a strange site up in the hills where foreigners don't often go: an elderly American couple with their four dogs sitting like passengers in a somewhat ramshackle old Toyota Rav 4.