(this is the second post placed in the day)
Tonight we are behind a shopping area, about 5m from the highway. Noise level so I do not do artwork ...
During our tour, we will all come with our attempts to save a night in a motel: heat wave, cold, noise, paradise, back to school. Good
each time, a little fear before sleep compared with the risk of being piss, and once asleep, no problem overnight.
Towards the end of our journey, it becomes a habit to find a correct location, ask the car, illuminating the place, mount the tent, throw all the stuff inside (sleeping bag, mattress, pillow), park the car so as to hide the tent. The right is now in less than 3min.
So there it went exactly the opposite of what I said. 2min after writing these lines, a car is approaching us and lightning. Then a guy equipped with a flash lamp us from the other side and asks us to open the tent. And we slept almost shit! I open the tent, and then a sheriff. We hello, we request our passports, asked us if we have objects like weapons, drugs or other with us. Then ask us to leave the tent. And there is a total of 3 cars sheriff who are there and therefore we welcome three sheriff as if we were terrorists. "You sit on the hood!" we launched the little fat. It is also not very hot outside, I'm in shorts and Xavier Calcon. The day before I had slept through oilp lazy to fetch the Calcon, fortunately this time I planned the shot :-).
short little control, little examination, and then he asks us to leave. It is 23:30, and we must look elsewhere. After 45min
research car, we decided to sleep in the car in a parking lot, at least it's not complicated and there are no problems.
The next day, sleep again in the tent at the entrance of a field. At night everything is fine but the day we are a very visible from the street. The night went well but the next morning, again the police who arrived in three cars. Yet after little control, they leave us and go all rembaler :-)
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