This place is something in a life of its own. Here I am sitting on a tiny balcony overlooking the small quaint village of  Lambsborn, Germany, population 753, and can’t help but think that us Americans have really got it all wrong. People walk slower here and when they pass you on the street they actually look you in the eye and greet you a guten tag(good morning). This particular region is a major producer of Rapeseed which eventually ends up as canola oil or biodiesel but that really is beside the point. The endless fields of yellow are unlike anything I have ever seen. They are just amazing. We will be staying here for two more days before making our way to Paris. And today, more than usual, I  am thankful for my life…