Day 13 Back on the road


I woke up smelling like a truckers bitch. Mariya was still sleeping with Raphael. At the Lukoil petrol station the toilets were scary. Tracey Emin could not have done it better.

The trailer was still there and its content intact. We were boxed in by trucks that hadn't had their load plundered either. After travelling for nearly 2 weeks we couldn't remember most of the content in the trailer. Did we really need it? Would we have missed it if it had been stolen? Would someone else have it enjoyed it more than us? And if so, should they deserve it?

It's 100km to Bucharest and another 60km to the border.

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