Adventures of 10 000 Miles Journey

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Published by AuthorHouse 06/01/2023

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CONTENTS

Introduction

Far and Wide

Whatever The Weather

Ripe For Exploration

Green Shots Of Hope

Forever Moving Spirit

INTRODUCTION

Idea And Travel

B eginning of the summer, new season on the cost arrived and opportunity. Company loved my work, team had lot of respect it was very easy work. Month has passed by some of the employees has left the work and a lot of pressure started to affect my surrounding and experience. My attitude fall off boss start to complain about the affairs in my surrounding. One early morning we have sit together on the table discussing about leaving the work in this team with reason there is much better opportunities in other work places than this team. He has given me other choice and last salary in my pocket.

While on the journey I had choose to take new opportunity by myself rather than his one, and stay in the same company, but in the different team. It was beautiful to travel on the ship all the way to bus station. Very happy tourist around taking photos, dancing on the music and laugh of children. The atmosphere has given me idea on my mind, to buy ticket on the bus station for the bus to Frankfurt and start to look for the new adventure and opportunity down there.

During the journey which didn’t last short I start to grow this idea and travel, soon when was ship at the dock I had buy ticket for the bus. Night start to fall and I start to struggle to not fell asleep while looking at romantic night lights through out the window. With first bus stop my imagination start to work how to begin in the new surrounding while sitting in the restaurant table with one of the bus travellers, we exchange contacts and names with street address. Soon when bus was back on the road and couple of hours of talking I have felt asleep, looking forward to waking up in Frankfurt. Morning was little bit disturbing with body stiff from the chare and passenger from the restaurant was missing. I was looking forward to get some fresh air and breakfast but the driver informed me about no pause until last stop.

I was getting worried and negative voices start to appear at the back of my mind, just like different ones than positive with clear massage: Where I’m going so far, why I didn’t just stay in my home country, how is going to be like in new city and what kind of people I’m going to met there, is it trustworthy this contact number which I get, what if it isn’t, how can I get back? Bus has stop in the town of Ulm. Suddenly I change my plan, go of the bus and grab my bag.

Driver didn’t ask me about my journey, I didn’t ask too and when the door close and bus has left I was on the feet in the new town. Ulm was wake in up, streets was not so crowded with people and cars. Looking for map I was walking around and I was very impressed with this small town, river in the middle of it and massive church on the square. At tourist information desk I get my very first shelter, local youth hostel where I had plan to live my things behind and stay overnight, my valet get very short on arriving. It was already afternoon when finish with the exploring, in same time town was preparing for big celebration, there was a lot of presentation stands with town tradition, clothes, food, jewellery, and music stages on every square. With time passing by, crowd was growing up and I started to be very optimistic about quickly finding the work around. I took many calls on the payphone, visit several jobs, interview several local owners, but no offers was found, and some of them was give me opportune too late.

I didn’t fell so worry about and took the rest with long walk. Celebration was booming in the town, and I was in the middle of the marathon, while crossing the bridge, ships was playing town history choreography on the river, with sweat runners on the street and actors in costumes on the river ships it was very good impression of the town past and present history. In the evening heavy rain start to fall, my legs was really start to alarm me it was enough walking and exploring and that would be time to go to youth hostel. Very quiet atmosphere I have met up there and most of the occupants was preparing themselves for the dinner. I had arrived just on time, whole day I was eating outside, while sitting on the table all by myself, thinking about town experience get me wonder how is going to be next day, since I had pay very last saving from my pocket, but I was not afraid and I had great feeling about good luck upcoming very early in the morning. Hostel was full of children, playing games on German and not so many students and travellers was around. In my room warm shower relaxed me so much,

I have almost fell asleep inside cabin. Soon when soft pillow and bed start to warm up I felt in sleep very quickly. In the morning while washing the clothes I was looking on the map where I can find more possibilities to get some work quickly and in the worst-case Embassy for ticket to home. Breakfast I have done very quickly and I was in the centre before noon. Town was not so crowded as day before and most of the workplace was opening again.

Job hunt has begun again. Some of the employees who was interviewed was very curious how can individual search for the work in this way but I didn’t have time to talk too much about my adventures job hunt. Research and exploring took me whole day without any result, all confused I take rest on the bench who was looking forward on the bridge crossing the river. It’s good place to sleep overnight under and I had hear before about the squatters who are traveling across the countries, that would be interesting if I will met someone who travels like this to hear some impressions and stories.

During town walk I was going on the a lot of addresses where I would replace the name for other address and find myself on the wrong path, I have never before learn and speak German and it was hard to me even write this names, on the paper I had made a long list and at the end of the day I successfully visit all of them even if I get lost on the map few times. Hunger was starting to chase me through out afternoon but with adrenalin in the body and strong feeling for next opportunity I didn’t focus too much about it. I take dinner on the river walk right next to the bridge where was my plan to sleep over. It was beautiful summer evening,river was flowing very calm, wind would blow gently through the leaves.

People who was passing by was most of them tourists, and while looking the surrounding I didn’t think too much about my sleeping place and other accommodations, it was so good feeling to be on this bench I really start to enjoy that moment. There was free space under the bridge, very clean and high overground. I was really lucky and while making the place for lay my back from clothes in the bag,stone surface was not so hard. I felt in sleep very quickly, tired from walking around the town. During the night I didn’t have any problems staying under the bridge and I sleep very well, in the morning I was not alone any more there was one more man sleeping right under me so I had to wake him up so I could continue day. In the Embassy I get ticket back to home very quick when start to complaining how I get lost and didn’t find some work.

During rest of the day I have find local charity kitchen. Inside was small kitchen who was serving food and few tables. I felt sorry for not find this place before. It was not full of people, food was very tasty and tables was very clean. I had met one Serbian man in late 60, very interesting gentlemen. We didn’t talk too much about ourself, we was very hungry but the time which we spend together and how he informed me about the work who is cash in hand I supposed to wait all the way until winter time to get some work as snow cleaner. It is a lot of work in local houses cleaning their parking lot and some of the recognized squatters who are circling around countryside are well paid for this work. ‘Good bye bush man’ was his last greeting with good luck with the life. At the bus station I hear my own language again after few day, but I start to feel alone.

Everyone was looking happy to go on the bus for they vacation journey, I was going back with not so much success but with good memories and adventure. Riding on the bus was very long, I didn’t sleep at all, every stop I was stretching my legs and bag. Most of the time I was wondering how to explain my family about whole scenario which happen during last couple of days. I didn’t know when I will be at home or should I go to friends to told them about the story first and then to my family. I was getting more anxious and confused, finally we had arrived in my home country. Nobody was at home,perfect time to give call around for my arrival.

My parents was at work,when I contact them about my job loss, journey and arrival at home, they was really interested where idea came up in my mind about this quick travel and believe for having the work abroad without any connection or invitation. We talk a lot of about experience, interviews, and how I did get back without any money in the pocket.

Story was around me all the time, circling around my family and friends. I was play backing same experience all over again, days was passing by and I start to worry about my career. Last thing on my mind was staying at home and not doing nothing at all, continuedly thinking about looking to get some work in other countries, in same time I was not interested any more with the work which I could find and for which I had experience.

Doubt was in my mind, I start to talk about it in my surrounding to get right advice how to coup with this feeling. Some of the Carrera changers told me it would not be so easy to get new experience and I would be very slow, some of them encourage to find something new and interesting, and some of them had opinion that this is my choice. I was getting back to my adventure and new idea appear in one of the morning.

At first I was thinking it would be ridiculous travel around without any purpose and plan, prepared just for the necessary daily exploration and travel, but something was convinced me this way is going to teach me something and whatever happens to me I am going to be prepared to face this obstacle with secret mysterious help, and help is always at hand. It is wide world as everybody thinks, so for choosing the right destination I had bought map of Europe on local gas station while repairing my bicycle in nearby shop. I was staring on the map for long time and could not find any idea how to choose right destination with so many of them. I would close my eyes pick up destination, twist the map several time, end even ask my friends where to go.

Most of them take everything as joke and pick up randomly places, with great dose of fun and the places who was chosen I didn’t have good feeling, I was in doubt. Last idea was tear down whole map in thinly slices, put them in the box, mix whole box several time and take out one slice of paper. I shake this box for couple of minutes, and take one very small piece of wrinkly paper. Final destination from all this choices was a little town of Niece, French republic. It was not so far away and I can choose even to go with the bicycle, it would took me couple of weeks, was my very first opinion, while looking for the road.

FAR AND WIDE

T hinking and planning ahead—road mapping, points for rest, and packing a backpack and sleeping bag—took me a week of preparation. The more I prepared and the more things I ticked off the list, the more energy and adrenaline I had to start the journey. Mounties, hills, slopes, open land, narrow roads, borders, cities, and towns—I had marked it all on the map, which was small enough to fit in my pocket. The backpack was heavy enough with the sleeping bag on. Clothes which wash and dry quickly were packed up, as well as things such as spare inner tubes, binoculars, a night lamp, a bottle for water, a knife, harmonica, and diary.

There was enough space left in the bag for food, which was very simple—bread, hard cheese, rice, and coffee. I was worried about the food and not having enough of it on the road, so I decided to be prepared and plan a shopping the day before the food would be gone. I had very little money on the side, but I was good enough at harmonica playing to gather some coins on the way for travel expenses. I didn’t expect too many travel expenses, and if necessary, I was thinking to go for charity organizations who offer food and shelter. Looking to get some work on the way didn’t worry me too much. I arrived in the town of