Where I come from, winters are not allowed. Now that I’ve been through one, I perfectly understand the rationale. But the normal weather is back. You know what that means, right? Travelling time!
Continue reading It’s been one long winter…
I woke up at 10:30 today. That’s how worried I am about this trip.
You should see weirdo. He’s all out of nails.
Removing the unimportant stuff Weirdo put in and adding the stuff he forgot.
Wasn’t easy. I fell asleep halfway through the hitching. On our way to Ulm!
We stepped out of the first car into the other. As you can see, we’re riding In the trunk of a car. And the haters were all like “nobody will take you without a baby-seat”.
In the trunk!
We crossed Germany like lightning so it really felt strange to have to wait 3h for a ride just after the border to France. A ride with Germans. Come on France! You can’t suck that much!
We spent the night there under the rain. Was epic. I’ll send you a picture as soon as we find Wi-Fi. Which might take a while. They didn’t have it at the gas station. France…
An unexpected ride arrived when we were planning on setting up camp in Bavaria. A woman and two little girls going to Spain. They didn’t have seats for us but they had a big trunk. Riding in the trunk is lots of fun. It beats the harness hands down.
It was already 20:00 when we started so the plan was to sleep after the French border. I didn’t wait that long. After playing with the girls for two hours, I passed out on a blanket. I can tell you I was pissed when Weirdo woke me up by whistling the Marseillaise. “Aux armes Petit Bibi ! On est en France !” Moron.
Continue reading First night out
Oh! I almost forgot! You know what happened while we were fossilising for 3 hours in Alsace? Police harassment!
Continue reading Woop woop
In the end, the nice German girls that saved us from Alsace had to drop us at the last gas station before Lyon because they were going around it. Which allowed France to save face by providing us with a local driver. And an interesting insight. He started trying to dodge by asking how we would strap me in the car, and Weirdo started explaining him the harness trick when the driver cut him midsentence: “I actually have a baby seat”. Continue reading French driver!
After 1000 km of hard travel, I’m not even tired. But I decided to award Weirdo a day of rest because he looked like he needed it. Plus, our host is someone real cool called Gwen and wanted to spend some time with her.
Continue reading Taking a break in Lyon