And here we are loading Alex's van. I wanted you to see the big vats.
Later on, Henny and I took a walk through the vines, carefully avoiding the volleys of hunters who were far too close to the village limits. That's me, about 2 minutes from Henny's house.
On the way back we passed through the centre of Alignan where the annual drive for children's charities was taking place. It was late afternoon and getting cold. A man with a microphone hosting a raffle was trying to enthuse a handful of bundled-up spectators. We felt bad that we'd come out without money, so went back to the house to get some. Upon our return, we were received with great joy, the man excitedly announcing, we've just gone international! It's no wonder. Henny and I will never be mistaken for natives as we're about twice as tall as anyone local, male or female. But the welcome we got made us feel right at home. Here's Henny with the raffle mascot in bustling downtown Alignan du Vent.
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