Italy - Cremona

A friend of mine from the Netherlands was hitchiking with his girlfriend around France and Switzerland. I gave him the adres of where i would be in Italy and they decided to come to me.
In Milan we greeted each other.

It was amazing to meet them in Italy. three years ago i hithhiked with him across Slowakia and it was a blessing to be again on the road with him. His girlfriend was a very sweet person with a happy smile and she lead us with her female energy across the town into a train to go to Cremona.

When we walked the streets as friends we remembered again the easiness that can occur when you are together as a team. They invited me to eat a pizza with them and as we heard the italian songs passing us we felt liberated from any worry.
I had a card game with me, Macchiavelli, And we played it for 8 hours long. They were addicted and i loved to play with them.

My brother, Sascha was about to perform with his orchestra and we were sitting in the audience.
He came over to hug me and i could see how dear i was to his heart. That was all the blessing i  needed.

When they started playing i fell into a trance of classical theater unraveling before me. My friends were loving it. There was a woman who sang opera. at the end i hugged the woman and she said : "you have a nice shirt, every time i focused on your shirt if i wanted to look at something beautiful."
I had a orange shirt with flowers on them.

There was a girl who played in the orchestra who cried because many people would leave the orchestra.
I hugged her too and she would be walking with me and my brother and his best friend around Cremona. I liked her. she was very sensitive and charming but her sweet personality was not answered by the boys in the orchestra. At one point we were sitting at the stop where they waited for the return bus to the Netherlands and we touched hands to let eachother understand that there is nothing to be afraid of.
The bus arrived and she jumped up.
she wanted to hug me and blew me a kiss farewell.

I was alone again.

The next day i left Cremona and went illigal with the train to Ljubljana.