All started in August 1969 when I decided to hitch Europe - Lisbon to Stockholm. From the two-and a-half month hitch-hike trip I don't find any pictures, only memories. Probably the most impressive for me was waking-up on the day of my 20th anniversary in a sleeping bag, under a highway bridge near Husqvarna, Sweden. Like in Paul Nizan’s Aden-Arabie, quoting from memory, “J’avais vingt ans. Je ne laisserais jamais personne dire que c’est le plus beau age de la vie"