Back To Belgium
Some police approached me about walking on the freeway a while later, but I easily brushed them off and was able to keep hitchhiking from my new spot. A guy gave me a ride a ways up until a junction, then a guy going to see his ex wife gave me a ride and a plastic beer bottle to drink on while we talked.
I got a ride quickly from there to a better spot fro a guy passing by, then waited a good while until a Belgian guy gave me a ride further up as the sun started to set. A pretty girl picked me up there talking about her desire to travel, she dropped me off just near Hoegaarden. From there I was picked up by a guy who worked for a major beer distributor as a taster, this was of course an amazing conversation. Lastly, I got a ride from a flower shop owner who took me right into Brussels.
I stayed a couple more days, coding by day and discovering new beers and people by night. We made another trip to the Delirium Cafe where I fell in love with a Swedish girl I’d never see again, more tasty beers, more tasty beers, more tasty beers.
I walked out towards the freeway and hitched a ride with a young guy excited for his upcoming South American trip, then got a ride from a photographer and had a good conversation heading up the road. I walked along a massively wide shoulder and was surprised how long it took to get my next ride, but luckily it was a great one, as the guy was heading generally to the same small town I was going to and was more than willing to punch my friend’s address into his GPS.
Soon enough I’d be arriving, great friends awaited, the reunion, good times ahead.
September 9, 2011 - September 12, 2011