Travel diary pt 09: Tough ride
My extremely good luck with hitch-hiking continued yesterday when I managed to get a ride almost all the way to German border. The driver was amazingly nice and I enjoyed every bit of the ride. I also got assistance from a nice fellow who helped me to the border, got me a hot dog and some ciggies. Moreover, we really connected on an intellectual level: he was familiar with how the world revolves nowadays and knew exactly why I was doing what I was doing. He hated the fact that he was just a small cog in the financial machine and I hope my foolish attempts to exit the system gave him some hope.
Having said that, it was a tough 15 hours altogether to meet my lovely friends in the centre of Berlin. I cherish the fact that I got to see the Polish country side, yet I was completely tattered at the end of the ride. I was about 5-7 hours late of my time estimation but my friends didn’t seem to mind. I felt like I had come home. Berlin is beautiful.
