Spending our last night in Mainz in Germany, such a nice city. It really reminded me of Bristol. Maybe because we were hanging out with some activists that go skipping regularly. I’m not sure. We went to a very cool party with Madalena’s friend in what used to be a squat. I felt happy and in a partying mood like I haven’t felt in a while. So many cool stuff happening at the same time. I truly like german people.
Marco, our previous host (such a lovely, amazing man), drove us down near Frankfurt and drop us off at a petrol station on the highway. We got our card board sign out and waited for around an hour until someone finally spoke to us. It was so clear how much stranger people’s behavior get when we are near a big city. People would avoid even to have some eye contact with us. We also noticed lots of posh cars. I don’t think that Frankfurt is a city for me to visit.
Anyways, after some waiting and playing the ukulele, a nice turkish man offered us a ride and dropped us off at the city centre. Very nice of him because his final destination was a few km before Mainz.
Tomorrow we are heading to a little village after Stuttgart. I couldn’t possibly write the name of it right now. But we already have our hitching plan done. We will see what life brings…