So the next days were quiet. He seems to have found a place that can give him Internet so his life goes on. We sit in front of a café for 5 hours today. Food drink all here. He is writing and organising our travels it seems. It is nice here. The buildings are very old and cute around us. Not the usual red bricks from home. Wherever that is now. In a break from internetting we visit the ruins of an old castle.

 

  The evening we go back for eating things at the old ladys home (he seems to need more than just internet to survive) where I am put on the gras in the sun with other cloths. There is something moving in the gras. It is slow but dertermined. It is coming towards me and I am curious what... WHAT?? HELP! HELP! It goes on top of me I pushes me around.. HELP! There is an old shoe somewhere next to me it gets on top of it and starts making horrible noises... I am still stuck there HELP!...

 The evening we go back for eating things at the old ladys home (he seems to need more than just internet to survive) where I am put on the gras in the sun with other cloths. There is something moving in the gras. It is slow but dertermined. It is coming towards me and I am curious what... WHAT?? HELP! HELP! It goes on top of me I pushes me around.. HELP! There is an old shoe somewhere next to me it gets on top of it and starts making horrible noises... I am still stuck there HELP!...

After a while the wearer rescues me from this monster but has no kind words. He is just laughing and laughing and saying something about the shoe being the girlfriend of the beast.