...on the road...

yesssss!!! I did it!!! Hitchhiking! All the way from Germany (Wisbaden near Frankfurt) to Sweden (Stockholm lovely Stockholm)! Absolutely alone!
Ok, actually it wasnn´t very smart thing to do but still I feel so proud of myself:P 2 days on the road, around 2000 km, 3 tracks, 2 cars and 1 ferry and I´m back home....
my last day in Barca was a bit stupid actually, like we locked Tanya´s luggage in the locker on bus station and then wanted to go to the beach but it was so hot and we just bacame so lazy:) So finally we decided to go to Parc Guell (park with gaudi stuff:). But just after 10min when we got there the sky became grey and it definitely was going to rain. So we thought that if we go down now we´ll definitely catch the rain so we just decided to wait in one of those little caves in the park. And then at least 2 hours sitting in the dark and cold in almost empty park with sangria and cookies waiting for the rain to finish! We were so pissed off! especially me coz I got so cold (I already cannot stand smth colder than +28:) and I didn´t have any cigarettes.. So when somebody entered to our cave I was trying to exchange cookies for a cigarett;))
Finally the rain finished and we went down to Gracia coz I wanted to bring Tanya to really nice cozy teteria (Elephanta). Obviously it was closed! Definitely not Beckham´s day!
So we ended up on plaza del Sol in a cafe drinking beer (me) and cacao (my little Tanya:).
Then walking down for 40 min to bus station to put Tanya into her bus (she´s heading to Madrid) and then 40min back again to pl del Sol to meet Irme (my german friend from Munich).
But it was tuesday, so after half an hour in Mond bar the lights was on and they were closing!!! On my last night in Bcn!!! And we were too tired to go to Barri Gotic:(
And then the whole next day - packing! Hate it!
And big trip started. I had a flight to Frankfurt Hahn, which was quite shity coz it was delayed (as usual, 15 flights and just mine´s delayed!) and also my luggage: I had 22 kilos instead of 20. So the guy asked me to pay for extra kilos but obviously I didnt have money. So I just put some stuff to my backpack and even into sleeping bag:) 19.5 kg - perfect. But then I had more than 10kg in my handluggage for sure... So i was standing in front of the guy, hiding my backpack under the counter and when he asked about my handluggage I just showed him my litle handbag with purse and passport:) He looked so suspicious as 2 kg were gone from my luggage and just disappeared;) But luckily he didnt say anything although I felt really stupid going away from the counter and trying to hide my fat backpack and sleeping bag:PP
But then I finally arrived to Frankfurt hahn and it was really cool: Birke was already witing for me there with her family:))) We drove to her home, had some food at 2 a.m.:) and then I wanted to go out but everything was closed:((( We were driving around her village and went even to next town but Wednsday night...nothing...it´s definitely not Barcelona:( But anyway it was fun to watch Birke driving:) and then hammering under the rain in the dark:P I was just laughing and she got even more pissed off but sorry Birke but it was funny:))) and I have cool pics now.
So we had to go back home and were just talking all night long.
In the morning we made some sandwiches for me (huge thank you to Birke´s mom) and then Birke drove me to petrol station near Wisbaden where we had to say goodbye:((( and my jorney started.
After 10-15 min a truck driver said he could drive me to Köln but then in a track we were discussing his route (trying to manage with his v.poor english knowledge) and found out that I could go up to Bremen with him. Then 15-20min again and a ride to another petrol station near Hamburg. And there I got a bit depressed coz it was already around 20.00, not so many cars, it was raining and all the track driviers were going to sleep until next morning. I was already planning the night on the wet grass in my sleeping bag and just decided to go for a walk around the station when 1 track driver saw my cardbord "Travemunde-Trelleborg" and said he´s going there now. I was so happy!
We drove to Travemunde at night, took a ferry there, so I could finally sleep normally on a cabin in normal bed and in next afternoon I was already near Göteborg:) Where 15min later I got a new ride to Skara (150km north from Göteborg). And then Iwas already prepared just to stuck there coz it was just a small village with almost no cars.... But my luck´s with me even there and 20min later - a truck - going straight to Stockhom! I couldn´t believe it! he even left me v.v. close to home!
So 36 hours driving and I was in Stockholm, my little Bromma:) Well, yesterday I when we just left the ferry I wasn´t that happy coz it was so cold and raining like hell: "Välkommen till Sverige!" (welcome to sweden) but i think I´ll get used to it as well I got used to +40 in Spain....

So my summer holidays´re over.... And they were great! One of the best time of my life! Definitely! I miss Barcelona and all the great people I´ve met there so so so much! And now back in windy cold calm Sweden it all seems to be so unreal: sandy beach, melting from the heat plaza Catalunya full of tourists and pigeons running after each over, wet and smelly streets in Barri Gotic....... So many things to remember.... and I´m sure I will coz it just imposible to forget Barcelona!
"Barcelona - it was the first time that we met
Barcelona - how can i forget"
Queen/Montserrat Caballe