Getting to Brive was going to be tricky. We were leaving the heavy duty highways that had German drivers on them for the low-density franco-french highway of the Massif Central. It’s the middle of France, I bet you didn’t know that.
We needed to get to Brive the same day before 14. So I got Weirdo to get up at 6, load me, still sleeping, and the stuff and get to the hitchhiking spot already. I woke up already there, in one of those typical cafés where he was hard at work having breakfast.
Continue reading Through the no-man’s-land
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
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!
Oh! I almost forgot! You know what happened while we were fossilising for 3 hours in Alsace? Police harassment!
Continue reading Woop woop
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
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…
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!
Wasn’t easy. I fell asleep halfway through the hitching. On our way to Ulm!
Removing the unimportant stuff Weirdo put in and adding the stuff he forgot.
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.