Brazil out of the Logbook (2)
Maybe I should describe the recent 5 hours a little closer. I sat on a bus thinking we would go to the 600km far…
Maybe I should describe the recent 5 hours a little closer. I sat on a bus thinking we would go to the 600km far…
After rushing through Venezuela I finally made it to Brazil. Here my hitchhiking trip actually started. Upcoming a story from my journal. Friday, January…
So I had arrived to Venezuela. All papers stamped. Behind me the goddamn ocean and finally i had 8000km roads (one exception) in between…
11 o’clock. Time to cast off. After an Indian explained us – as politely and firmly as Indians explain things – that we are…
There is not much in my hitchhikers life that didn´t pick me up so far. Cars, Trucks, Pick-Ups, Motorbicycles, Police, Police on Motobicycles, Emergency…
From the 27.10.2014 Yesterday i lifted with another German guy again from the supermarket near the border towards the 1km distant Gibraltar. Some guy…
The following article explains the technic of night hitchhiking. After a short introduction with some historic and overall informations, we will focus primarily on…
Gustav and Kuddel. When they stopped for us, both were only wearing underwear. Bremer Originals. „We stood ankle-deep in the water and thought it…