From Kieselbronn to Dösingen

Trip Start Feb 02, 2010
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Trip End Feb 02, 2011


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With Daniel and his Family

Flag of Germany  , Bavaria,
Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Today we left the Ochs house and Kieselbronn. We were so happy and comfortable there but we felt after a week it was time to get a move on. Hardy (their friendly neighbour) is a truck driver. We were very lucky we could get a lift with him to within 80kms of where we going — a little town where Daniel, a friend of Felix's lives – Dösingen. We had to leave at 6 15am to go in the truck. The Ochs got up especially early to have some breakfast with us and Ute had so kindly made us a little lunch of sandwiches, an egg and apple each, a drink and a little chocolate, all packed up neatly. We also had with us a gift of chocolate and dried fruit and nuts from Hilde and Karl. We walked out to the truck in the cold dark morning. In the truck it was already warm because trucks have this extra heater that can warm up the truck without the engine going. We got in and Hardy flicked all these switches and twiddled all these buttons and we left. It was a very different driving experience being in a truck, there is so much room in the cabin and the road looks so small from up so high. When we turned a corner or went around something I was amazed how close we were to other cars and things like street signs as the truck was so big, and how well Hardy judged how much room we had.

We drove for about 30 minutes before we stopped to pick up some elevators to be delivered. We loaded up and then we headed off again. We had been driving for maybe about two hours when up ahead we spotted a Police Control (a police temporary check point.) The truck only has two seats so I had been sitting on the bed, which is a little illegal. So when we saw the police we thought I better hide and we hoped we wouldn’t get stopped. Unfortunately we did get stopped. Maybe it wasn’t the best decision that I kept hiding. Some of the records of the trucks distance and driver rest hours were missing so the police decided they wanted to have a better look at the truck and check that everything was in order. They also decided to search Felix. They had asked for some I.D. and Felix gave them his driver license because his passport was in his pack hiding in the back with me. They took his licence away for a while then came back and asked him to show them his pack. Lucky the truck was so high so when Felix reached back and dragged it over me who was laying on the bed behind the curtain the police man couldn’t see up and get a glimpse of me. First they told Felix it was legal to carry a tiny bit of marijuana but he must declare it before they started searching him. Of course, he said no he didn’t have any. First they took off his jacket and patted him down several times, they turned out every pocket. Next they unpacked his whole pack, emptied every small bag, looked in the camping stove, and poked the sleeping bag thoroughly. Everything was out and spread out over a picnic bench. The policeman found a small cloth bag of lavender among the clothes Felix was given for Christmas to keep the clothes smelling nice. He held it up and looked very concerned. Felix suggested he smell it, which made him even more concerned-looking until he recognized the smell of lavender. The whole time I was laying in the truck wondering what was going. I knew the longer we were kept there and the later they found me in the search, the more trouble I would be in – trouble that would probably involve handcuffs and a very long interrogation. We were all having heart palpitations at the thought of me being found. How on earth would I have explained "I just though it would be good to hide during a police search"? This was all just because I didn’t have a proper seat or a seatbelt. So, after about an hour of being close to heart failure, they let us go. I realised at the time it was a very serious thing and being found after hiding so long would really have landed me in a very tricky spot, but it was only a few hours later it really hit me how much poo I would have been in. I wasn’t sure if it was my lucky day and I should make the most of it or stay as far away from anything with a moderate risk rating as I could because I may have used up my entire months allocation of luck.

Finally we made it to where we had decided we should be left by the truck, because we were as close as Hardy could take us without him going off course. He dropped us in a little town off the autobahn on the B16 – this would take us all the way to Kaufbeuren, then Dösingen. We found a good spot and got out our signs and thumbs, after only ten minutes a very nice young man picked us up and drove us out of his way to another good spot to wait. After only about five minutes here a school German teacher in a tiny hatchback gave us a ride. She dropped us at a petrol station were we waited about two minutes then a bus stopped. We didn’t realise he was stopping for us, we thought we must have just been standing near a bus stop, but then all these children poked their heads out the door and yelled “come on, come on” to us gesturing that we should hop on the bus. Felix ran over and said to the driver that we were hitchhiking, not waiting for the bus (even though we weren’t at a stop) and the driver said “yes, yes, its fine hop on – just don’t tell my boss” with a huge smile. He was a really friendly man, very jolly. All the kids were hanging out in the front of the bus with him and he was talking so much he kept forgetting to stop at the bus stops, they had to keep reminding him to let them off. He thought it was completely ridiculous that two Australians were going to Dösingen, it is a tiny village of maybe 800 people. He took us to Kaufbeuren, where he then got off his bus and asked his colleague to take us to Dösingen. This driver dropped us at the end of Daniel’s street. It was a pretty great hitchhiking day; maybe it was a lucky day.

Daniel and his family welcomed us warmly and kindly into their beautiful home. It is quite big with a 'cackleoffen’(?), beautiful brightly coloured walls and beautiful spiralling stairs. Daniel had made us a bed in his downstairs kitchen / lounge room and made us feel completely at home. Later that evening we went and watched Daniel play soccer, in -7°C. We had a beer as we watched the soccer and for once we had to drink up quickly before our beer got too cold to drink! We got to really test our new warm winter clothes – on Monday Ute had kindly taken us shopping in Pforzheim and showed us around. We saw the hospital she works in and we went to the electronics store were Harald works. Felix got a puff daddy vest and a raincoat. I finally got the puff daddy jacket I’ve been eyeing off for ages. At first I wasn’t that in love with it because it’s a little big, but it’s so warm and cosy that I really love it now.
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