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.
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…