I don't know if only those who post on page 2k get a reward but it may be nice if each player limits their posting to a single post while we are on this page.
So we're racing across the landscape on our way to Europe and Bees! We come to a massive lake. I mean absolutely gigantic! There's no way we can go around this thing and still be back by next spring. No it isn't either ocean, though it might as well have been. This occurrence to me spells disaster like "DISSASTOR!" I don't know what to do! I'm freaking out. I need my bees! But to my guide. This is Thursday.
With that meter running we shot across the landscape. Ok, to be honest the meter was just an abacus and the guy would slide a bead across every so many trees. Basically, I was paying to view a variety of trees. Not a great use of money, but I was in it for the bees! My amazing European dark bee!
So I start looking through the classifieds and I see an ad about Inuits offering sled dog rides. I check how much snow there is between USA and Europe. As my more geographically inclined friends may know, there's not enough in the right places for it to matter. Travel time doesn't matter to me. What else am I going to do.
Now here's the problem. Covid. You can't swim, you can't go to the beach, you can't fly, you can't even sneeze in public for fear of being burned at the stake like the leper you are! But I gotta get to Europe for those fuzzy bees!
I hit up Google for some details about bees. They show some pictures of some awesome looking European dark bees. I'm like thinking to myself, "Art, those are the bees for you. So majestic and fuzzy!"