Day 32 - Homecoming… -driving (UK, FR, BE, D)
“18-hour-trip” sounds kinda threatening but what it REALLY means to sit in a bus for a whole fucking day or night is indiscribable. No way to sleep, no way to read, no way to work, no way to relax, no way to even move at all. One last time: Overnight drives are so much of a pain in the ass!
First we dropped off Pid in London, then Rob in the middle of buttfuck nowhere (also for the last time, promise!) before we tried catch the train via the Euro-Tunnel. We arrived at 4am, boarding was at 6am. What else. All the shops and fast food booths were closed, so we tried to kill time with arcade games and coffee machines. The last coins were PRECIOUS and a lot of immoral offers were made to gain them. I fell asleep somewhere in the tunnel and woke up in Belgium (?) I think. I felt so dizzy in the head, just like one big hangover. It took us another 11120000 hours to finally reach Munich and after unloading our gear and cleaning the van I was at home (yes, at HOME… crazy!!) around 10pm. My girlfriend was at the Comeback Kid / Bane show, so I had some time to acclimatize with my old/new envrionment. I piled up all the presents I bought, took a shower and painfully embraced real life the next morning at 7am when my alarm rang. At the latest NOW tour was over.
(Chris)
