Farewell at Eddie's workshop.
While riding on the highway a pick up pulled alongside me and the guy and his wife waved and gave me a fist pump and went nuts, don't know why. Then I was behind him at the one and only toll and he yelled greetings at me and then he paid my toll for me. I caught up to him and thanked him with my lightsand hand gestures , must have been a SouthAfrican or something but the generosity has been like that throughout my trip, total strangers paying for my fuel or meal , putting me up in their home.
Stayed with Martin who happens to live in Amersfoort and who arranged the shipping of our bikes from Oman and we bumped into each other a number of times in the Middle East, so was fun to catch up over a meal.
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