My 100th post, which means I average about 18 posts a month. Is it a lot? Of course, one good post is better than five bad ones, but The Dromomaniac never posts schlock, right? RIGHT? People often stop me on … Continue reading
Category Archives: hitchhiking
Made some rookie hitchhiking mistakes and got a nice sunburn today to prove it. The second guy who picked me up had a big “XXX” tattooed on his neck, but these days it is more remarkable if someone doesn’t have … Continue reading
Greg and I decided to test out the new highway and hitchhike from Pecs back to Budapest. We like to save money, too, and while 4400 forint (US$20) for a three hour train ticket to the capital wouldn’t kill us, … Continue reading
It is a very high-risk, all-in move to try and hitchhike to an airport with a non-refundable flight ticket, but I have done it quite a few times before, and my hubris/moxie/chutzpah knows no bounds in these matters. I successfully … Continue reading
I hitchhiked from Arnhem back to Zeist, where I am just for one night. It took me a lot longer than I thought, which is something I am saying a lot lately, but I blame it on my orangish apricoty … Continue reading
Hitchhiking can be too much of an adventure. I don’t know how I handle it sometimes. I got a late start from Paris and took the RER suburban train way north to Survilliers-Fosses. Are you aware of hitchhiking websites that … Continue reading
I managed two or three hours of sleep in the airport, which was two or three more than I anticipated. I got on the road at around 6:15 and until 7am I think there were two flight departures and only … Continue reading
My last hours in Turkey were with my friend, Serhat. He works for a welding company and travels all over the Middle East to do business. I can listen to his stories for hours about the ins and outs of … Continue reading
Muenster has been named by UNESCO as the world’s most livable city for a population between 250,000 and 500,000 so imagine my surprise when I saw this sign showing its sister cities and just look at Fresno, California sitting there. … Continue reading
A woman and her little son have picked me up for the last stretch into Frankfurt. The son looks out the window and says, “Mommy, look! That police car is blue and yellow!” The woman explains that it isn’t the … Continue reading
