Wednesday, December 20, 2017

I am going to try and make my own campaign to fund me so here goes I'm not so techy but have had some time to work on this.  It started out at a corner of a street on the Cote D'azur I went down to reach for a paper bill on the street only to have been spoofed by some kids that had a string attached to it and they pilled it away. I was backpacking through Europe and was told that there was work here selling ice cream and donuts. I was broke and had no place to go.
 This is the place I was crossing the street from right to left and reached out for the bill only to see to kids running and laughing.  I was nineteen years old.  But I did find work and I did sell ice cream and donuts on the beach you see to the right. This is a fantastic place or rather it was in 1980.  What's really wired is that only months ago I was in East Missoula Montana washing dishes and living in and old whore house.  And also before this time I had helped delivered my dad's boat to florida and had met a girl moved to leicestershire England where I lived with her and worked selling and fitting men's suits and picking up glasses at a nightclub. 
  What I didn't know a the time was that this was the largest nudist beach in the world. I was a naive kid and had assumed that the whole world was like this.  I got a second job again picking up glasses at a nightclub but that didn't last long and the season came to an end.  I wasn't sure what I should do and didn't have any idea of the danger I was in. I made friends with this guy from Morocco he told me that it's really cool down there and that I would really like it.  So no then I was off to Morocco. 
    My friend found me a place where camping was cheap and so I stayed there but while there I met someone who told me that my firend wasn't really my friend and that he was off looking for a buyer someone who was going to kidnap me. Looking around it had occurred to me that this could be true so I got out of there and headed for Spain.