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He had hitchhiked when he was younger, so no problem taking me along. He is doing the distance back and forth every day, because of the flood, the trains are not running between Leipzig and Dresden, so he has to do it by car. He’s working for a company that does technical tests on cars and parts of those, crash tests and such (Dekra). I disqualify myself by asking about the rubber dolls they use – those “dummies” nowadays actually cost about 50,000 Euros! He often travels to England and around Germany to test drive cars, quite a fun job I imagine. And once he even managed to roll over in one of them. Well, he wasn’t too proud of it to be honest with you.
One of the most interesting points he tells me besides his work is the fact that after the peaceful revolution of 1989 about 300,000 people left Leipzig like me and my family. I still don’t believe that, but he’s going to send me the statistics. Time passes quickly and once in the center of Dresden he drops me quite near to Bettina’s place, where I will stay tonight. It only took me an hour-and-a-half from my grandparents’ place in Dresden to the center of Leipzig. Speedy hitchhiking in Germany!
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