 | All people held signs with names on them and on one plate I saw name, of course misspelled. I went with the person to his oldtimer car. We drove to his cottage and I was surprised about the nice reception.
Dinner was a little strange. I was sitting as a guest at the dinner table but somehow I felt very uncomfortable. I felt that everything was staged for me. I sensed that this family was not used to having guests.
I had to get used to riding the bike and I almost fell a few times. I drove on the main road and stopped at several little villages near the beach. The locals were very friendly and welcoming. |
