Gute Fahrt

Whatever you do this weekend, I of course wish you a gute fahrt. (Today we drove through the Belchen Tunnel, which reminds me that when we were waiting for the train to leave from Wengen, Grady uncorked a massive belch--which, if you've met Grady, you know is at least an hourly occurrence--and I'm sure the only other guy in our section of the train was like "yeah, blame it on the dog" when I said something to Grady about it...)