Our last night in Spain is spent in the parking house of the ferry port - where we earlier got the tipp to return to after 10pm, as the police would be easygoing then. We spend the night drinking red-wine (I need the bottle!) and somewhat doing some silly last-minute preparations such as considering safety for our valuables...
In the morning we are well on time in line. Which only has the effect that we cant get out of it anymore after we are being told that all ferries of that particualr line were cancelled and that we should quickly run back to exchange our ticket for another one... Woooohaaa! Faaast! Of course (as we are the protagonists of this story) we win this end-fight and are ready to enter level three of this adventure game!
Last night before the ferry - quickly sewing money and bankcards into all (im)possible places...
Much to learn about how to rrreally pack stuff on our roof....
Wat? Ohne Gewehr?
Good morning star shines, the earth says hello
Thats how Africa looks from Spain
And never forget to send out a message in a bottle if travelling by ship ;)
darn. would have sent a message in a bottle if i had been told earlier. now it would be too late for u to get it :)
ReplyDeletei got a postcard from spain though ;)
beautiful it was . but this bottles more beautiful :)
well, u might get a letter from a stranger though... i left our adress in Bombay for reply to my secret message in that bottle... ;P
ReplyDeletehope i dont get some strange message ;)
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