K.O. by the turtle!

Bulgaria is now behind the unworthy traveler and today we continued along the border area in northern Greece, as there were two nature parks according to the plan, and the ignoble Gaijin wanted to enjoy them and create some nice pictures for his exceptionally lovely reading community.

However, after 32,000 kilometers, a fine fall from the noble steed occurred, and the irritable grumbler would never have put this exceptional reason for falling on his list.

Gravel, larger stones, deep potholes, wild traffic, his own stupidity, etc...

But it was unexpected that a damn turtle would sunbathe in the middle of a tight curve with this shit!

'Fuck! Fuck Fuck!' went through the future flight master's head, and the hope of getting out of this shit was already riding off into the sunset.

I was thrown against the guardrail with my well-padded chest, but luck is on the side of the fools, nothing happened except for a few scratches on my forearm and leg.

Berta is on the ground, slightly sloping, and it was impossible to get the noble animal back on its feet.

The weary traveler was able to lift her, but beyond a certain point, nothing more was possible, and it was also not enough to get his ass a little below Berta.

Nothing worked!

Meanwhile, the armored beast reemerged, decided to leave the battlefield it won, and disappeared into the forest with flying colors.

Turtle 1:0 Gaijin

To put it another way:

The creature owned me, just like my all-powerful bosses can!

David vs. Goliath in Greece!

A belt in the fight against my belly!

A schnitzel against the Gaijin!

A refined nose against the fetid BOSAMO!

By that time, help had also arrived, so the noble horse was soon back on its hooves and we could continue.

So, the suitcases and crash bars will never leave Berta again, that's for sure, because they have caught a lot by now...

P.S.: Wanting to get me off with my mistakes?

Then suitcases and crash bars won't help you!