Mama!

After Being spoiled with great food, good wine, Alpic views(they actually compete with the ones of Lake Siljan back home!) and an atmosphere Very similar to the one in my own family (when dady is not fighting with me or anyone else that is =P )for a good few days, I decided one night when we where all sitting infront of the TV(me Lila and her parents) that I would leave for milano the next day. One day later than I had originally planed but this time it was definetly going to happen.

So The day of my departure from france arrives! allong with another acute case of diareas ofcourse! I couldnt leave the bathroom untill noon, but hey, at least this time I had a bathroom to stay in, unlike the time I had diareas in Andorra!

With this unpleasent surprise cured I finaly got back on the road, feeling a bit stupid starting to hitch-hike a road of about 450km at 8pm.

But my luck turned, and I was picked up by a couple who lived around 80km down the road in the right direction, a couple who in the hope that someone would help their son, who was currently hitch-hiking around the US, was kind enough to offer me his bed, a meal and a shower. So in Albertville I was treated to another day in a real bed, having a real meal and trying to comunicate with these really nice people, whose english skills where almost overcompensated for by their hospitality. 

After having had breakfast in their home, the mother of the family offers to drive me to a place where it will be easier for me to get a ride. thinking that this place would be just in town(they lived a bit outside town) I gladly agree. I had ofcourse underestimated their hospitaly quite a lot. The nice lady drove for nearly an hour to drop me of on the highway into italy, thanked me for my company and drove home again! I have to send my best wishes to their son in amerika hoping he gets the help his parents so diserved hearing about from him!

I soon get a ride to a highway gasstation, where I find George, an bulgarian truckdriver living in athens, and actually on his way to athens when I met him! If I hadnt already planned my goal I'd be in greece now =P even though he wasnt going through Milan he was able to drop me of only 160Km from from my target, where he was also kind enough to buy me a coffe! I couldnt speak much with George, as English was the weakest of the 4 languages he spoke, and me being completly unable to say anything in either bulgarian,greek or russian. But he was a cute fellow, seemed to feel a bit lonely in his truck, surely missing his family in athens, and with the way he moved, always looking a bit like a deserted bulldog puppy,  I couldnt help but feeling sorry for the guy.

The next person I get a ride with was a real caracter. Stefano takes me al the way to Milano, and I almost wish the road was longer! So much to talk about, mostly badtalking Berloscuoni, Great Times!

political notice for swedish readers: Fick nyss ett intressant medelande fran Fredrik Reinfeldt via Spotify, han talade om for mig att jag ska rosta pa moderaterna, Sveriges Enda ArbetarParti! Vafan snackar han om egentligen? vad tycker folk om detta uttalande? komentera om detta!

Yesterday night I finaly arrived in Milano, where Mama Cinicola was waiting eagerly for me, and she is now treating me to the best of times, and I am really starting to like milano! If someone offers me a job here I could definetly stay here for a while, which would also mean learning italian properly, something I would really want to do! although not speaking italian can be held against me in a job-interview in most bars in milano, so chanses are somewhat slim I guess.

I have no idea how long I am staying in milan, and no idea where I am going to afterwards. Maybe I'll get a job and move here, Maybe I'll start traveling homewards soon, or maybe I'll hitchhike to india! who knows? Not me!