Tour

I will be your do, but I won't be an idiot. Just boss me and enough with these silly childish innuendo games. So I told her I had-had enough and didn't want to do it anymore. Then I think we split although it would not be the last time I would be seeing her.

A Monday and I am camped in the same place I was camped before on the river. Paris was great and I did like it there. Would have liked to stay the summer. Met an American girl who wanted to go to Amsterdam and a Swedish girl who wanted to go to Stockholm where she lives. I thought I would probably take the Swedish girl and would leave Wednesday the 19th. Would head for Belgium and the Netherlands and then Denmark and Sweden.

A drastic change in overall plans. I had decided to try get a job at a ski resort in Switzerland application by mail. If I could get a job some-place for the winter I would stay an extra year in Europe. If I could work at a ski resort I could learn to ski for free and perhaps learn to speak some languages. Just at a cafe with a Portuguese fellow who speaks Spanish and French. He speaks to his girl friend in French and she is German. She speaks in German to the Swedish girl my now decided travel mate, who speaks English to me. The German girl also speaks English. I am rather at a loss.

So apparently I left for the north with the Swedish girl, Paris to Lille to Amsterdam. Two singular events occurred between these two end points, one of which I remember as if it was yesterday, and the other I have no recollection whatever, the only indication being a letter.

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