I remember years ago a friend and I were hitching the length and breadth of France. Many times we camped wild but the funniest was when exhausted we camped at the edge of a football field and went to bed early. We were woken by floodlights suddenly comming on and were treated to a football match. Nobody asked us to move and we even had an apology when the ball narrowly missed us. We were the only spectators so we went with it and cheered when a goal was scored.
The following morning an old lady turned up with coffee and croissants for us. I have now no idea where it was but I will always remember. In uk we would have been turfed out and told to find a campsite.
The following morning an old lady turned up with coffee and croissants for us. I have now no idea where it was but I will always remember. In uk we would have been turfed out and told to find a campsite.