Today’s hitch back home from Prague was filled with lucky coincidences and chill techno. Public transport and my feet took me to the first gas station of the day, where I started asking the universe to collapse into a reality that would bring me back home safely and efficiently. First ride was 60km with Sebastian, a Czech Logistics Manager working for a scaffolding company that opens up another location in Ústi nad Labem. He told me that, because of his 8 Month old son, he lacks time #StudyBitcoin, but left me on the gas station near Keblice with the words: "Meet you down the rabbit hole." Here my patience and persistence was tested, I asked so many people if they were going to Germany, but either their car was completely packed or they were suspicious of me/ anxious to encounter border control with a hitchhiker. I wouldn’t take long however for my Jackpot to arrive. Mykhailo, a 38 year old Ukrainian stopped to fill up his GLE Mercedes SUV. I had high hopes since his number plate was suggesting he was heading towards west Germany. Two sentences into our conversation, I heard the best words of the day, mumbled in Ukrainian English dialect: "No problem! Hop in." A seven hour trip lay in front of us, since he was going so close to my home, that he would drop me of at a rural bus stop to get the last miles done. Approaching the German border my heartbeat began to rise, since I knew about the possibility of control as well as the fact that I didn’t carry any passport or ID on me. But we were two white dudes with german license plates in a 100k car, so what could possibly go wrong right? Turns out we were sorted to be inspected at the border and now the heart began racing. I handed the officers my drivers license. I searched my backpack to no success for any other document, but one of the officers let me off the hook by telling me to keep my documents closer to person next time otherwise it would be a 30€ fine. Relieved I sat back in the car and after two more minutes of anxiously waiting we were given back our plastic cards and continued testing out speed limits of german highways, only eventually slowing down for the radar warning that was ringing from time to time. Back home I was greeted with eager ears, wanting to know about all the adventures that I encountered during my week, as well as two big buckets of freshly harvested cherrys. Guess I’ll continue cherry-picking lucky coincidences while exposing myself to calculated risks. GN #Nostr Stay disobedient, daring and driven.