Snail migration

My last days at the boat have been a mad rush of packing and completing renovations. On the way out the door the first (and nearly last) day back, I realized I had forgotten my lunch, but I was already running late for a team project meeting. Noticed a pretty little snail moseying across the path and avoided stepping on it - wish I had my camera ... no time. Made it to my bike, thought I better send a text to let my team-mates know I was en route ... and realized what I was about to do.

And walked back to the boat, got my lunch, the camera, took a few photos of the snail and got back on my bike at a more rationale pace.

Result: I arrived a whole 10 minutes late for the meeting. (I've done worse when I'm in the building!) Lesson learned.

I've migrated with my new lower speed lifestyle to my new life and new blog at die Schnelle Schnecke. Note that is not French.

Au revoir!