It’s 3:52 AM, we are in a gas station. We are the only clients.
In these almost 3 months of traveling, we’ve got only twice rain, but I would say it was a bombardment highly precise. The prevision for this morning: sunny; this evening it was so beautiful. So what’s the best plan to end a hitch hike day ? … to put the hammock in the woods next to the highway gas station. We ate an imperial supper grace to Alina (I highly recommend the previous post), admiring the city below our table. Some vaporous clouds gave more rhythm to the sky of the sunset. It was so beautiful that even the few mosquitos couldn’t bother. I put the rain cover over the hammock, just to test it a second time. We got to the suspended bed, and it started a stronger wind. It was just good enough to cover the last shadow of the highway noise. I woke up hearing some remote thunders. Then it started to rain. What we shall we do ? to try to resist or ? … but wait, the sleeping bags are already wet. Damn cover, I paid a fortune, and it’s not good at all, it gets pockets of water and then it’s useless. This is a good opportunity to do something better.
Until then, we are two SDF – homeless people in the gas station. If we would have a dog … It looks that a rain is enough to make us cross the line. Hey man, do you know where I used to work ? You don’t believe me ? We could travel with a goat. We would have milk and cheese. She could eat anywhere grass. There are a lot of places where they don’t allow dogs.
Yesterday 9 pm I refused 10 dollars. Now I think that I made a mistake, it was only the pride.
4pm Claudiu let us on a good hitchhiking spot, but with two entries to the highway. We went to the one which came from the city. After 5 minutes, a truck which came from the 2nd entry horned. Chris was going to Ontario, so he was passing by Québec !
He works for a company which delivers tires for big trucks used in mining. He has a Mustang, a snow-mobil, a ski-jet, you know, big stuff.
He joked about European cars, Fiat 500. He fishes under the ice, he hunts bears. He travels only in ‘G20 countries’. I think I am too ironic, I don’t remember exactly what we talked all the way long (almost 5 hours), but we had all the time an interesting chat: animals in Canada, working conditions in US, cars. He stopped the truck to show us a moose.
It was about 8:30 pm. I preferred to spend the evening in the hammock, to hitchhike during the night, and to arrive to late in the city. He left us in a gas parking, invited us for dinner, but we had to hurry to install on light the hammock. After that, we hurried to meet him. He saw us while going to the highway, then made a small detour: he offered me a bill of 10 dollars.
