50 years ago today we left Belgium in our little van, five of us, John, Keith, Mike, Marion and myself. We entered Germany and arrived in Frankfurt. We stayed the night there, again sleeping in the van, and managed to score some good hash outside a club with an in-house dealer who came out to meet us. We are travelling quite fast, not stopping often during the day, so not seeing much. John and Keithy are taking turns driving. Keith seems the only one of us with any previous travel experiences.
