Every time I hitchhike, I make great new connections; people who look after me and show me how far you can take generosity and friendliness. I don’t only just get a ride, they share with me their stories, their opinions, their music or hard earned wisdom of life…
“You aren’t recycling, you’re stealing!” “Stealing?” I ask him incredulously, “this food is in the bin. How can I steal rubbish?”
He pulls out his phone. “I’ll give you one minute to get out of here and then I’m calling the police…”
…’Madaram sudaram, madaram sudaram, mumbo jumbo, blaggedy bla!’ The bastard’s putting a curse on me! I give the guy his ticket, and say, ‘have a happy Confest’, and as he drives away he’s like: ‘hope you sleep well tonight mate! Sweet dreams buddy!’… Confest 2014. Thursday morning. I’m selling tickets on the front gate. Bloke…