On the road again

There is only a worn out moon and us in the highway which will take my husband and me to France.

I was thinking about the poor brainless people who write the lyrics now a days,  listening to the radio makes me worry about their future. 

Btw, I also wonder who was the genius who invented the needle system to open the SIM card door of the iPad. Poor guy. Sigh. His mother must be talked a lot.

Every trip I make I go through this nightmare of opening the thing to insert a new SIM card, a different one for each country, bleh, does it sound so complicated to have one company that covers all Europe?

I think that I better go to sleep another couple of REM cycles to see if my mood changes.