My parents went to France. They took enough pictures to require an extra ticket on the ride home, I'm sure, but they only sent me the ones I knew that I'd be most interested in, and saved the rest for the upcoming family reunion. My parents know me way too well:

Ohohohohohoh, those Europeans know how to get around!

Who would ever want to drive a car that got insane gas mileage, and could park anywhere? Anti-American Commies, that's who!

Awwww man! Now that's a drivin' machine!

It's touching that my parents knew I would be interested in unique means of transportation, and actually stopped to take pictures of some. I'm very jealous that they rode on the TGV, which hits 186mph on its route and is capable of doing 320. Yes, they sent pictures of bikes, trains, and graves, my three favorite things. They know me well. Oh, and also this picture of the beautiful French countryside: