Happily, jokingly - and ignorantly, they clambered aboard their magic-carpet. And the world opened like a flower to offer its vast invitation to adventure and success. It is a time of the Vietnam War and the Swinging Sixties, both of which seems to have passed them by. They leave - on their beloved Champ, a Second World War jeep, and take their little world with them, while the big one can only look on and smile. Language and cultures might change, an innocent foolishness might survive, but the big, bad, beautiful world is round for a reason, and they will have to stumble and blunder abroad as they had stumbled and blundered at home. To those who like the idea of escape, to those who believe, somehow, that 'chancè might bring some of those things that more rational, more considered ways of believing and behaving fail to, this little story is dedicated.