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Vagabond in her new dress

After 5 days on the coastal path, I used my thumb to reach Brest hitch-hiking. Again, I met generous friendly and interesting people on my way, and the last driver took me all the way to the harbour where Vagabond is moored.

I spent two weeks here in Brest, helping my brother Eric, his partner France and my tow nieces Léonie and Aurore, 4 and 1 years old, to get ready for their wintering in Brise Fjord, Ellesmere Island, North of Greenland.

Most of the time, I was taking care of my two adorable nieces. It was really great to have some time with them. I also helped with the boat's logistics. Preparing 18 months of food is a lot of work, and while it's not the first time the boat leaves for such a long time, it's the first time I am here to help, and I found it very impressive to load half a ton of flour, 1000 soups, 50 kilos of chocolate.

Invasion

Hitch-hiking from Grenoble to Paris was really easy: one car took me just after Lyon, then a big lorry drove me up to the Parisian «périphérique». All in all, it took about 10 hours and only two vehicles.

We arrived at Paris a bit before 6AM, floating two meters above the highway in the cabin of the lorry. The road was already packed with all kinds of vehicle when the driver dropped me at «Porte d'Italie».

I took a Velib, cycled half an hour along the «Maréchaux» towards the house of my sister, found a few «croissants», and rang the bell at around 7AM. We took my adorable niece to her nearby school, before I reached her small but comfortable bed to finish my night.

Hitch-hiking from Barcelona to Grenoble

Today was my last day in Barcelona. I finished cleaning up the flat, then went in the upper part of the city to give back the keys. I am know in the street with my backpack and another one heavily loaded with electronics: hard disks, laptops.

Elena gave me a ride to the first gas station on the highway, North of Barcelona. With the help of the Polish Windsurf Youth Team, in a van loaded with heaps of windsurfs, a German guy, with his trunk loaded with stepper bikes, and a few more early morning workers, I reached Grenoble, just in time to finish lunch with my brother and Xtoo.

A big thank you to all my friends who helped me packing my things and emptying the flat until the last minute. I already miss you. Don't forget to join me some day on the road.