Nesfe Jahan, pt 8

Well, actually I failed to hitch worse than ever before, for many scorching hours. The only upshot was that I didn’t get anywhere at all, so I was able to take a bus straight back into the city. And now, I’m hanging out in a bus station waiting to catch one to the Montenegrean coast. And frankly, I don’t give a damn. I did have a loose plan to hitch all the way  (where?),but I’m not a fascist. And I’ve been invited to spend some time on a double masted yacht, which is way more of a priority for me. Big sloppy grins all around.