Funny when someone from your new company signs you up for their early holiday celebration, and you have no idea what it is. You're driven out to the German countryside, and find yourself touring the castle-ish type residence of a coworker, having a glass sekt put in your hand, and then tasting seven or so of the thirty wines they make on site.

It's not like I could find my way back, nor have I the means or the means to do so. But it was a wonderfully disorientating and unpredictable trip.