Today we drove around the Provencal countryside, stopping in the old stacked rock village outside of Gourdes where we found shells, pottery shards, and tomato paste cans from the 1990's. It was archaeological. Jon wore this jaunty straw hat that was found in the crazy house with many rooms. It keeps us in the mood. We stopped at a roadside wineryfor a little degustation (wine tasting). We rang the bell at the small hut and out came an idiosyncratic French vintner to pour the wines. After a few wines he noticed Leah looked somewhat bored. He looked toward a field and let out several whistles, presumably to call his dog. We all expectantly looked in that direction for a dog to come trotting out and, instead, out came a donkey at full gallop. I nearly fell off my chair at the hilarity. Then the donkey began braying and egging us on until we laughed so hard that Axel started to cry. If you ever expect dog and get donkey you'll see exactly how comical this can be. We dr...