Day 1: Getting a set of wheels

When you set out on a roadtrip, you need the wheels, right? I'd be ok with whatever wheels as long as they'd be good enough to hit the road. We settled for a fine Nissan Altima (Texas plates) but just look at his sad, sad face that it's not a Tesla. Look how miserable he looks as he waits for the shuttle to take him to the car rentals. It breaks your heart...

Yep, dude, I'm afraid you're going ICE for the next seventeen days.

Yes, and there is no auto-pilot either. (I must say, I felt sorry for the poor thing...).

Our 7th

In the midst of packing for yet another stretch of our US coast-to-coast, we decided to commemorate our 7th anniversary (time flies, sheesh!) and Tesla-drive we went to a nice, little restaurant in an old palace in the village where we live.

Inevitably, conversation ended in the usual:
"Would you believe we'd be here seven years later?"
However, this year there was a twist to the also usual:
"No, I wouldn't but I'm so glad we're here."
The twist was, as it had to be on a year so obsessed by Tesla (and no this is not a Tesla Motors sponsored blog):
"No, I wouldn't and neither would I imagine we'd be making conversations about Tesla all the time..."

Cheers, mate! You know I love you even when and if you talk Tesla to me.

Sunset in Santa Cruz (Portugal)

Venturing where no Tesla has ventured before, we set off to yet another nearby beach. We are sunset lovers who once drove from Las Vegas to the Grand Canyon just to watch the sun go down in fiery glory behind the majestic red cliffs.

In a country facing west to the ocean, we are sure to be treated to some of the most impressive sunsets in the world. To Santa Cruz we went.

Worth every single second despite the crispness of the late afternoon ocean breeze. It's at times like these we cannot help but think that that glorious disc in the sky has always made an impact of awe in our species.

On such a lovely setting, it's also worth noticing the dawn of a new era, one of sun-loving technology so extraordinarily embodied by Tesla, whose symbol I've captured rising over the horizon like some alien spaceship coming to take us over.

Counting my blessings, how could I not be grateful for living in a country of sunset galore and for the privilege of being a first-person witness to the dawn of this new era?

Immensely grateful...

The Sign o' Times...

Respect. Silence has descended and a voice is hushed. In shock for the news and in awe of the man, a Tesla-wife pays her immense respect to a true-born Artist.

Missed. Irreplaceable. RIP.