Trip Start Jul 19, 2010
19Trip End Aug 10, 2010
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Jerome – French Bob Marley/ driver / focaliser
Peter – Slovakian traveller/street performer
Pawel + Kasia – pretty Polish couple
Natalia, Yuna, Tania – sexy slovakian ladies
Amorez – Peter's dog
I felt a slight twinge of nervousness as I approached for the first time the group who would be travel companions for the next ...well however long it would take. I was grabbing a ride through Eastern Europe with a group of street performers and Slovakians who I did not know in a big old white van. It was now 8am which meant we were an hour later than our planned departure - which by rainbow time was good going, bordering miraculous
"We have curtains here in case the police come" said Jerome - think tall Frenchman in the style of Bob Marley - pointing to a curtain behind the driver seat. "So this is illegal?” I asked. The seven others just sighed.
We arranged the rucksacks with cushions and blankets to create a kind of bed in the back of the van for us all to sprawl out on and with music blasting out a guitar amp we were on our way.
We were heading south to Helsinki where we would take a ferry to Tallinn in Estonia. Having slept little in my last night at rainbow I dozed off easily, sprawled out on our makeshift bed in between bodies with Amorez on my lap (no unfortunately not the pretty Polish girl).
"There’s something wrong with these people!” exclaimed Peter, grinning as he ate a mozerella salad sandwich he had found still wrapped in plastic in a bin at our first stop. “Its unbelievable what they throw away.” At twenty four Peter had travelled half the world with his dog Amorez. He looked pretty stylish and had actually collected most of his attire “dumpster diving” – yep you’ve guessed it
Upon arrival at the Helsinki ferry terminal an important decision needed to be taken; would we smuggle people on the van to save around 10 Euros per head? Rainbow decisions are not taken by leaders (there are none) or by voting. They are made when everyone has agreed. After a short eternity we finally decided to go the honest way. We had a few hours before the Viking ferry departure so we set a meeting point and I took a stroll.
Helsinki seemed a nice city, perhaps a little too perfect and definitely too pricey. I kept an eye on the time as with our luggage and passports on the van we were all under strict orders to be back in real world time for the ferry. I returned just before Peter who proudly returned with a crate of bananas he had found dumpster diving. Natalia (a quiet Slovakian girl) nipped off to recycle some bottles at the nearby supermarket and as everyone got back they started making cheese and tomato sandwiches with Finnish bread – a tastykind of rye bread. Forty five minutes later and with the ferry departure imminent someone finally popped the question; “Where is Natalia?”