YOU SHALL NOT PASS
1200 km |
Two days later his daughter and her boyfriend dropped me at a good direction for entering Ukrain. It was really hard to hitchhike to the border from Ukrain and when I would arrive they told me I needed an international pasport and that I shall not pass ?! It reminded me of something.. This was one of the worst moments so far, I got really demotivated and was wondering " why the ... am I doing this ".
happy times ... ☜(*▽*)☞
When I woke up I looked around in the town and noticed there were a lot of gypsies. That same day I would get to know a friendly younglady, Wanda, and through her I ended up in a bar where I started talking with the barkeeper and the owner about my trip. Later that night they introduced me to their friends and we ended up all evening talking and they invited me back to their house and offered a bed to sleep. So the next day I got to know the familly who were wonderfull, we had dinner in a restaurant and later on we did some sightseeing in Miskolc.
the house where I could stay for a couple of days
some nice company with Marta and her father
thumbs up
the border from Ukrain
some Ukrainian guys who I didn't understand offcourse
Polish couple
a Russian truck, the closest I will get to Russia
first night in Miskolc
✝
praying for some good times✌
and then I met Wanda...
the bar
and the owner
thug lifeee
凸(¬‿¬)凸
the barkeeper and boyfriend, Zsófi, Nora, me, the owner and István
the mother treated us on a dinner
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