Date: 13th of July 2015
Route: Nysa – Cracow
Vehicles hitchhiked: 3We had spent Saturday with Maia's grandparents.
On Sunday morning the grandpa gave us a lift to a slip road leading to a motorway towards Cracow. We were hitchhiking next to a toll booth; we were wondering if anyone would want to take us (for free), despite the fact that they were obliged to pay to drive on the motorway.
One truck driver did. We drove with him to Gliwice, talking with him about differences between people from various European countries, and places worth visiting in Europe.
On the petrol station where we left, it took us around half an hour to find a man who agreed to give us a lift. We drove with him only to the next petrol station; but it didn't matter – at least he was kind enough to help us.
From there we caught a direct lift to Cracow. A woman that took us had been coming back from a spiritual meeting, which was held somewhere abroad. From what she said about it, it seemed to have been an interesting event.
We got out of her car on a bus stop in Cracow, we only needed to walk 3 km from there to get to our house. When we entered it, it was around 2 p.m.
We were tired (Maia joked that I behaved like a zombie) but satisfied that we had managed to have such an adventurous trip.
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