L'viv, Ukraine

I woke up, packed up, cleaned up (sort of), and for the next hour or two, watched all of the trucks in my stocked parking lot slowly rumble to life and disappear. I was becoming somewhat disheartened when a nice young couple pulled over and offered me a lift “near” Krakow. Good enough, and off I went! Well, they ended up dropping me just outside of Katowice, which while 30km from Krakow, is a nightmare to hitch. I attempted to pick up a ride on the A4 onramp, but after a few hours of failure (mostly due to the 10 minute lag between cars), I broke down and took the minibus “Krakow GR” in to town. At least, that's where I thought I was going. The bus immediately turned the opposite direction from the motorway, and proceeded to went it's way through the countryside, entering Krakow almost an hour later, despite the 30km birds-eye distance and the A4 motorway. Also, I managed to overcome some significant confusion when I realized it was a fixed fare to get on the minibus, and it did not seem to matter where I was going. I think. I ended up dropping some coins in my hand and letting the driver take what he wanted. I'm pretty sure he took 5 zloty, or about $1.
Once in Krakow, I disembarked in what I thought was the center (based on absolutely NOTHING but intuition). I found a phone shop, picked up a SIM card, and found some wifi at a local pizza joint. As it turns out, I was about three blocks from the actual city center. Huzzah! Checking out Couchsurfing and the 789 project website, I found a likely meetup and possible host, and proceeded to call the number. I thought I was reaching the local contact, but instead apparently I reached Jeppe, my soon-to-be hitching partner. Two hours later, one McDonalds for a recharge (power outlet), twenty minutes of confusion, a few text messages, and one ice cream, and we were on our way out of the city to hitch to L'viv! Well, that was, until Martin, Jeppe's original partner, send an SMS saying that he was 60km from the city, and would be there shortly. We waited at a rest stop for an hour or so drinking beer and getting to know one another while Martin caught up. By now it was around 6PM, and we had not yet hit the road. After signs, questioning, and a discussion on our breakup, we began walking down the road. IMMEDIATELY, a car pulled over with space for two. Jeppe and Martin hopped in, wishing me good luck. Ten minutes later, a car going 60km further pulled over, and I was off! The 250km (approx) ride was pleasant, with good music and ridiculous speeds, however I ended up in the very center of the city of Szeczow (sp?), resulting in a ridiculous hour+ walk to my eventual camping spot. The only real downside of the evening? Mosquitos! Well, and my being too lazy to set up my tent.