Random people were standing at the parking with their suitcases, we with our backpacks, waiting for someone to pick them up and drive them to where ever they’re going. A woman was on her way to Berlin, we to Hamburg. Another guy waited for the same car as us: a name found on the internet with a phone number and a short note saying “25 euro, to Hamburg at 8:00”. At eight the driver still hadn’t showed up and we were six people waiting for him. Yes, six. There must be something weird with this guy we said, and as a big blue van drove into the parking we were a bit sceptical. This was not a man who wanted to share his car, this was a man who wanted to make a profit as a cheap taxi.
We screwed the moral and went with him anyway. It was still a tenth of the price of the train, and the knowing that we would get to Flensburg the same day with ease was too appealing.
In Germany this car-sharing is pretty big and a common way of transport. I know some who try in Sweden but it never gets really big.
We shared a car from Bonn to Hamburg today, and another one from Hamburg to Flensburg.Suddenly we are so close to home, and while Emma can’t really wait to be back I am already thinking of moving to France for a while. From the first of October I don’t have anywhere to live anyway.
Now we’re about to have dinner with our host in Flensburg, and tomorrow we have a host in the Danish city Nyborg waiting for us. After that, we are going home. And to the police to report the man from Swiss the other day.