After coming upon a particularly harrowing turn — the tourmobile was very nearly alongside the line – close enough to the workers to see the whites of their eyes. One particular worker had just stepped off the line, still holding a tool in his right hand as he waved to us – his white teeth gleaming in the energy efficient factory lights.

Suddenly, his expression changed. With a furrowed brow and an ominous finger pointed directly over my head – the words shot out from his mouth,
“You better wake her up!”

I turned in time to see Uncle Mike dig an elbow into Aunt Pam’s ribs — and her frightened expression collapse into one of embarrassment. The worker found this wildly amusing – and like a happy Santa – laughed and chortled himself towards his break…

Cheers to the crew in Cali! Woot woot!