Eurotrip, day 15

We took a quick guided tour around Torino, where the prostitutes look nice and work daytime also, and gatherings of antique cars colour the streets a bit more. Then a nice meal to gather strength for the road, and off we go again.

Rezna crossed the Alps at over 1400m high, burning some rubber, we hit France, drove for a while, then hit Italy again, and finally France once more. Stupid road. As classy as we looked, we certainly released some magic around the Cote d'Azur, where the bitches are nice and look more expensive than those in Riga, and eventually slept outside again. Well, Frederic and I took the car, but our Slovenian crew took the woods. Balkan style. Fuck yeah.

We sure have some problems with camping protocol.