Beer is the new taxi.

I was in town today, it’s about six kilometers from here. On the way back I couldn’t find a taxi immediately. So I started walking.

A few times I tried to hitchhike but nobody stopped. Maybe because it’s a kind of highway or maybe they thought I would mug them. I’m sure it’s the last one, I just look too scary. Sure. They can honk for a blond girl but not giving a short ride.

So I walked and walked. I stopped at the supermarket one kilometer before the hostel to buy a juice. Juice is more expensive than a beer, so of course I bought a beer what’s exactly the price for a taxi ride. Walking the last kilometer back, drinking my beer. Beer is the new taxi.