In this 3rd chapter of my jail review you will find out how I got caught… but it wasn’t because of the DM store...
I have decided to write a kind of diary. This diary will have about 15 # chapters each about 3 to 4 pages long - maybe a little more or less.
if you have not read from Chapter # 1 JAIL REVIEW - BITCOINS - 3 years ago, I got there ...
https://steemit.com/introduceyourself/@mykarma/1-jail-review-bitcoins-3-years-ago
hours later he WAS in the common courtyard and smoked with another friend quite relaxed a joint and was playing by the way completely calmly "Ping Pong" also called "table tennis". When I saw him I stormed from my top floor, from the balcony down to him into the yard and to the friend that I also knew.
I immediately bombarded him with questions:
„Eeey FUUUUCK, we're really stupid to go straight into the DM, the saleswomen are holding bills all day long, they sure realize that, and where have you been? has anyone tracked you? Did you run? And how are you? How you came to Switzerland."
He was happy to see me again after what happened.
"Hey maaan, why did you run like a dork? "
Here I would like to mention, it was a weird friendship, I think we were only friends because both were smoked and stupid and we were neighbors. We could not have been more different, because he was 54 and I 25, had a completely different way to see the world... and yes ... he did not run if I thought it was necessary...
Thenk I got that he still was talking:"You flew away and I'm just too old to run a marathon, I thought I'd be a lot less discreet for the cameras when I move slowly in the crowd ..."
Well somehow he was right, but on the other hand... man... how can you know how long they have until they are there to get you...
"You have really courage ... so then no one has followed you… but how did you come to Switzerland?" Did I ask him, now a little more relaxed.
"I took the tram" he said with a big smile on his face.
Since a few years now you can take the public transport "Tram" directly from Switzerland over the border. Many Swiss close from the border go shopping in germany because it is much cheaper and part of the higher German taxes are refunded.
Well, I was just happy, nothing worse happened. I already had horror scenarios in my head and fear he would testify about me you never know…again…we were good just pothead friends for a few months but we had good times together.
QUESTION - BY THE WAY - For stone heads :
What do two stoners to get a solution to the following problem:
-they share a common yard but live more than 50 meters apart
- some floors vary in height
- no joint paper, filter, tobacco or joints anymore
- the other neighbor has what the other one needs
and it is too late, or too early, your laziness or you just have a women's visit to go over to get it by walking over…
YES! The smoker friends buy a drone and fly the joints or whatever from one balcony over to the other balcony :D.
A few weeks later and like 100 university exams later it was finally summer and semester break. I decided to travel once again. I had mild winter depression and this winter, like many other, was tough for me. I've been thinking about emigrating for a long time ...
I decided to travel to South America.
For a few weeks I traveled from north to south in Cuba and the same in Jamaica. Then I flew to Colombia.
I fell in love at first sight ...
I have not been able to speak Spanish yet, because in Cuba you do not learn it so easily the strong accent they have developed over the long time of isolation is just to difficult for "Spanish level - newbie"
But I already spoke Italian and French and when I arrived in Colombia, so many things were suddenly understandable. (I highly recommend Peru and Columbia to learn Spanish because of the clear pronunciation).
Then I continue traveling and have discovered the most beautiful nature, culture and people I have seen so far.
Actually, it would have been planned to travel to Costa Rica and I wanted to fly home from there.
But in the end I stayed in Colombia and came back far too late for the next semester.
I had thought for a long time and about a lot things. I was in Colombia for about 3 months and was currently reading a book that changed also a lot. I decided to emigrate to Colombia and leave the university behind. I knew I would never be happy to be employed in a company. Thus, I never need to show my university degree to no one. If I need to know something extra for my independence, I can teach it myself - thanks google!. And so far at the university I never went to lectures anyway, just passed the exams and passed them all. The one exams I passed OK others better but I passed. I knew that I already know a lot about physics, math ,chemicals, environmental stuff, tectonics, magnetics and much more… but nothing about HOW TO LIVE HAPPY! I wanted to learn it...
Long talk short content:
I came to Switzerland quit the semester which already begun, quit apartment, unsubscribed from the community where I lived and worked part-time and went finally to Colombia after about another 7-8 months around June.
Anyway, I was again in Colombia and this time for more than a year.
What I experienced there then comes in an extra review … crazy Colombia…
One day I received the message that my brother is going to marry and that his future wife is pregnant and will give birth only a few days after the marriage.
It's my only brother and the first family addition since I was born. Sure that I wanted to come back immediately to visit my family.
In addition, I slowly ran out of money and so I also have the opportunity to work and earn valuable Swiss Francs. (Minimum wage Switzerland salary: 3200 Francs it’s something like 3300US$)
I have decided to go with my girlfriend to Switzerland. She grew up in the same village like Pablo Escobar, in Rio Negro - next to Medellin. and at the time he was alive. She has experienced a lot of difficult things (I will tell, or maybe she herself, I'm already persuaded her to join in with steemit). But she has never seen any other country than Colombia.
After a few weeks we packed our things and were driven to the airport by her cousin. On the same day, however, the pope Franziskus landed in Colombia and has been quickly shut down the entire airspace a few hours before. We checked in but because of very long queues we finally missed the flight because we were led to the drug scanner and I also had to pay visa fees because I was far too long in the country…
the luggage can not be found said the friendly women at the check-in counter. We should wait until tomorrow morning.
We were then sent from counter to counter and from hotlines to hotlines in other countries. For 3 days we where having huge problems getting a new flight and our luggage. We spent practically 3 days from morning until late in the evening at the airport until we finally got the confirmation that our bags are already in Madrid waiting for us. In addition, we were also able to organize a new flight due to the massive error of the airline. The flight was already in an hour. They took us into the drug scan again after the check in and then we finally flew to Madrid to continue from there to Switzerland.
Obviously the flight from Madrid to Switzerland was not booked yet.
When we arrived to Madrid there were controls right there where we got off the plane.
I said to my girlfriend: "That's strange, here are usually no controls, because all passengers were already controlled and there on the front is anyway the migration.
We were pretty far behind and almost the last people in the line. And the guys who checked the passport let everyone through …
My thoughts: "Hmmm, that really does not make sense ... unless they're looking for someone and they know that this person is arriving now ..."
Me and my girlfriend were on the point of showing passports. When he saw mine and saw that she was with me, he said coolly:
Please follow me... both, Interpol is looking for you …"
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