Fort Bragg

we started to drive on highway 1, it was really sunny and lot s of curves. when we reached the Pacific it was foggy you hardly could see your arm and there he was, this creepy christian guy who gave some very weired sheets to us. we thought about going all the way further down highway1 but when we reached fort  braggs at 8pm we were getting so tired that we had to stop. after checking out some parking lots we decided to have a beer in an italian bar. there we started to talk to the waiter, Robert, and we told him about our trip and  that we are going to spend the night in the car, etc. He invited us to stay at his flat with his partner Kerin. We were so overwhelmed because of this offer and went directly to his place. They are also into couchsurfing so it was a lucky coincidence for us. We had interesting talks and they gave us a lot of useful information for our trip. the breakfast in the mornong was super nice. Robert told us some stories about San Francisco in the 60ies and about his Belgian familie and his trips to Tunis and Europe. What a great experience. So thank you Kerin and Robert for hosting us!  Let’s meet in Vienna again 🙂

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foggy, foggy; Fort Bragg, California

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