Memories of years gone by

I would now like to tell you the sequel to that summer of June 23, 1977. On that day I decided to hitchhike away with my Spanish classical guitar, a simple backpack with the bare minimum of clothing and sleeping bag inside...towards India. The first day I took two vehicles one that took me near Bologna and the second was a truck where I traveled with the driver all night. The next day, after hitchhiking all day, I found myself at the end of the day in Brindisi in Puglia where at the port I took the ferry to Greece. On the morning of June 26, the ferry landed at the port of Igoumenitsa (GR).