BB, 22nd August
Trip Start
Aug 12, 2006
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7
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Trip End
Ongoing
BB, France
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Lengthy goodbyes to the Welsh boys and Andy. Everyone else was too busy meditatin. At the last minute before disappearing, Dani ran out with fruit for us. Felt like the spotty kid who gets a momentīs attention from one of the big girls.
Why so bitter? Probably more fun to write.
Jules offered us a ride. And dispatched one of his rabbit-toothed dogsbodies to take us down the road. He drove us two minutes, then stumbled through a long and awkward farewell-see-you-soon-youve-been-great-shit-what-was-your-name-again-sorry?
Freedom!
Ride with an English teacher (a French one). Quite creepy. Never become a Language teacher.
Serious "autostop" territory - there are several hitch-hikers hanging round at the next stop.
Ride with a quiet young Morrocan. Lond ride. Nice car. However Chris and I concur that his music choice ranks bottom out of all rides.
Dropped off in the dark by the motorway. Climb over a fence to investigate whatīs growing. Grapes galore!!!
Chris looks on with pity as I stuff grapes into my throat.
Set up camp nearby and feel a bit ill.
