We found ourselves on the side of the road at a gas station with 6 mechanics and no gas. Coincidently, I locked both our car keys and our jackets in the car. This is how the journey began, with James and I running around a random Bosnian hamlet looking for a metal coat hanger and Paul waiting patiently on the side of the road with little than a t-shirt on in the frost. 1 hour later we were back in the car with no aid of the mechanics and only Paul's clever hand and James' street fighter wit.
Stop number two : Zagreb for some sausage at a market. Then our first night sleeping on the side of the road in Kitty. Bundled up in layers of warmth we slept cozily into the morning, and wound up the next day in Vienna.
They sell Poopsicles all over the place in Vienna. Paul would be a hit!!!
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wait ! Hold up! Is that bottom pic a sausage or a poopsicle??? Oh my ..! Paul! find out when they started making those, cuz I can feel you got some litigation money coming your way! booya! :)
p.s. are they any good? -asking the poopsicle master!
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