"Already 31 km on the road, 11 times my Couchsurfing request was denied, people in Bochum look at me like an animal in the zoo, no person talked to me today, after 28 km the first butcher came.... But he couldn't offer me anything, there was not one possibility for building my tent and sleeping place..... Who the fucking hell put a spell on me?.... Maybe in 3km there will be possibilities... Maybe..... What a bad day. I should have taken the south route along the river. But I am not here to walk the most beautiful hiking paths.... I must walk through cities that people see trees of memory.... And maybe once in a while someone will act..... So I will keep on walking.... I still have hope for a nice turn around of the day..." during the day i posted that. It took another 5 km and than I was outsite of the city and nature surrounded me again. there I met a friendly old man. We talked a bit and than he showed me the way to the house of a friend. Behind the house was a private forest and there I could spent the night. The lady who owned it was very nice. JUst an hour later my old freind Ferid came to pick me up for dinner. We found each other just by accident in the internet one day before. What a great surprise. So we went for dinner at Hans im Glück in Bochum, which was really great. The best Burger I have eaten for a long time.