Ich bin ein autostopper

I autostopped, as it's called around here from mellomfart to Rødekro, and as I entered the petrol station the attendant immediately offered to give me a ride across the border into Germany as soon as she ended her shift. An hour later, I'm sitting outside a large petrol station in Flensburg.
It looks like i'll spend the night outside, but if I had to guess, I'd say it's easily still 20 degrees outside.

There seems to be a lot of truck drivers here, and Hamburg, which is a major port for mainland Europe truck drivers is but a two hour drive from here. We'll see how far I'll manage to get when the sun rises.

Earlier I mentioned Berg Hansen as a major supporter for this trip. Of course I have still to mention the biggest supporters and motivators not only for the trip, but me in general: my friends, Maureen, and of course my family. I know I'm putting a lot of stress and worries on some of you, and especially my own mother, but I want to thank you all for letting me go through with this irresponsible dream of mine. I'll be back home before you know it, and then I promise I won't do anything this stupid again

for at least a year.