Bubblegum

We covered a lot of ground. We traversed the island to go from Alghero to Bosa to Santa Maria Navarrese, which was really off the beaten track. A few hours in the car. We stopped for gas and Xavier bought a pack of bubble gum. It was a brilliant move. An hour later, the three girls were still filling the car with laughter at each bubble blown and burst. The only trick was (and we weren’t aware of the situation until later), Romy kept dropping her giant gob of gum in between the seats. Marguerite would give her a stern look, but hand her another piece to keep the momentum going; she had giant bubbles to blow. We found the wad. Xavier wasn’t thrilled and then it was the end of the bubble gum magic.