The car stops, suddenly. I realize with a bang that I slept. I pull out my earphones that play Daft Punk in a continuous loop, I drop them and look around. Nothing. We stopped somewhere in the middle of nowhere. My dad exits the car, his camera in his hand, he's obviously planning something. He walks for about twenty meters until he stops and starts taking photos. At least it appears to be so. He's shooting one of the many mountains, I guess.
My glance wanders to the right and the left. On my right are meadows, wild grasses, bushes and the like as far as the eye can reach. On the left is a fence. It appears quite provisional but it seems to do its job. I reach for the camera in the foot well, past my earphones that still play Daft Punk. Behind me my sister and my mother exchange a clueless glance, wondering what I'm seeing again. This. Click.