Get me a nose pliers. You have wrinkly hands. Wrinkles? These are not wrinkles. – Those are roads.
– Roads? Yeah, look at this road here. It leads right all the way north. Into the high mountains. That road took me above the clouds. And, you know, every road
is like a special story of its own. What about this one? This one here? Yeah, look at that. This runs parallel to the ocean. When I stopped there, it was so quiet, it felt like I was the only one
in the whole world. Why did you go so far? Well, it was my job. But most of the time
it didn’t actually feel that way. It felt more like an adventure. Mom! – I missed you.
– I missed you too. – So, did you get any food ready?
– You bet I did. Was it a good ride you had this time?