New Shoes!
I can't access thehippy.net because some queer software wants to protect the kiddies from words like "fsck". Well, sorry folks, but most 4-year-olds are taught "fsck" but the first teenager they meet.
Anyway, I have new shoes! Size 13 so they actually resemble a pair of shoes that fits!!
So far they have passed the clubbing test and the afternoon walk test but today we go for the All Day Berlin Walking Tour. 8hrs of wandering around fantastic Berlin with an (apparently) funny and knowledgable guide. It's the thing to do in Berlin if you're a backpacker-type, it seems.
Mmm.. that 'cino from the Portugese place down the road was killer!
Chuss!
Hippy's a sex bomb!
"Haha had chick behind bar wantin 2 buy me drimks! I shld jst stay drunk.. Life is better. Met jan at kebab shop n his missus. Hops of love, drippy."
Yeah, everyone remembers the bar chick in Bad Santa! She wanted some, boy!
Now what's this about Big Jan?
He's in Germany!
Hippy made it to Germany...
Come on, dude, I need more to work with here!
Lost: bike!
When our hero left "someclub", he was horrified to find that his steed was MIA! It was a "very worried drunken 10 min" but never fear, he located it eventually, and he has assured me he still thinks that "Dutch ppl rock!"
Whispers and rumours...
Rumour has it that our hero has been a bit homesick. I figure this just means that his mum is a great cook, but I'm not sure. I offered him some XXXX and VB and this seemed to fix the problem.
But he hasn't said much since he posted a whole lot of links to pics and videos on his blog. So I'm still waiting to hear from him. Don't tell me I'm going to have to lament again (and no, I will not link that).
hippy on tour EXCLUSIVE!
I'm blogging before he does! Yay! *victory dance*
Our hero has recovered well from his extreme consumption of mind-altering drugs (they were for the better, for sure) and has "ripped out" 117km at an average speed of 20km/h to make it to Apeldoorn.
Um, he's cycle touring, remember? Okay.
He reckons he found some hills, but I can't help but wonder if they were speed bumps or something, or maybe he's just forgotten what real hills are like.
Hippy received a much-needed boost at the 4.5hr mark when a roadie appeared. Our hero chased down the evil villain who freaked out about the weirdo following him and attempted to take off but instead pulled a foot (out of the pedal, that is) and spent a while trying to clip back in, much to the amusement of our cycle tourist.
He thinks it'd be not just possible but easy to ride across the Netherlands in a day. I wonder if he will try?
Never give up...
... unless getting to the tour is just too damn hard. In those circumstances, cut your losses and party hard. Details...
Not saying much...
Hippy is quiet today. I hope he is well and on his way to le Tour.
This just in... or should I say out.
Hippy has woken at 2 a.m. and thrown up everywhere! Isn't it nice that he SMS'd me quickly to let me know? Clearly, he ate something VERY dodgy, that may or may not have been red and chunky at the time of consumption, but certainly was later.
In other news, he's off to le Tour with only one bag and the shirt on his back; hopefully that shirt is not lycra and he is wearing pants as well. As a result, he'll be offline for a few days. If you haven't been reading his blog, now is the time to catch up.
Wishing you well, dude!
You leave my mum outta this!
Hippy has been enjoying his cycling around Den Haag. He has also been working on his tan, at the beach. I didn't ask if he stripped to DT's (dick togs, Queenslander for budgie smugglers) as I was quite certain that no one really wanted the gross disturbing visual.
The evening was to be spent planning his next route (don't plan it, dude, just get out there and do it!) with the next likely destination being Haarlem.
He ventured via Delft, which was a lovely rural ride out of Rotterdam (really). But I'm sure you've already read about the beer goggles.
I have no more info because I've missed his last two calls, but he seems to be getting along with my mother quite nicely.
