I dont know why, but I am heading to Lichkov

TIny village with 500 inhabitants on the cz pl border, slight language barrier…

No accomodation

No plans

No cash

No sense

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Wish me luck

Yesterday I got back into hitchiking and made it from Prague to Brno with the yank. It wasn’t my usual well thought out hitchhiking. This was very random and stupid.

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We took the underground as far east as we could and walked around to find a petrol station on the motorway which we had heard about. It wasn’t even on the motorway so we wandered east (at least in the right direction) to the next station which was actually even worse.

We met a Czech who tried to offer us directions in his native language, not a great deal of help. We decided to head back towards the motorway and eventually found a bus stop that was kind of on the way but not ideal with almost no traffic.

We met another lingually challenged local who said enough of the right words for me to understand (It has some similarities with Polish) So he wanted us to go on a bus somewhere, we jumped on as it was free and thought we would see where it took us. He then told us the number and location of a bus in half Czech half German and went on his merry way. We found what we could only presume was the bus but it didnt have the location he was muttering. We didn’t really care and got on anyway.

I was particularly happy when I realised this bus was heading east… on the main motorway to Brno. We convinced the bus driver to ditch us at a petrol station and we ran off. It was a lot of fun.

Turns out this petrol station was dead, probably only about 5 cars per hour… luckily about the third person I “asked” (Pointing at my Brno sign and saying the name repeatedly) turned up 5 minutes after I asked him with a car… I thought he has said no.

Well, we dived in and 2 and a half hours later we arrived in Brno !! Hence my stalk map located me in a random Tesco in the middle of nowhere, Brno.

A quick bit of wifi stealing to work out where we can stay for the night and some more linguistic skills with a Mcdonalds cleaning leady and we land a “gratis” autobus to the centre of town.

We found an awesome guy willing to put us up in his city centre flat for “as long as we like”

Welcomed with a huge mug of beer and taken immediately to a place with beer taps on the table, digital counters and a display of the top “tables” from all the other boozers.

Dangerous.

Perfect.