What the? I know I crack from time to time, but could this really be a kangaroo? I rode from San Quentin, France through Belgium and into The Netherlands in one day, 15 hours, could I be hallucinating? Kids surrounded me and started asking me all kinds of questions, like "am I going to the disco?" The campground was full, and closed. I didn't care. I was going to stay there, and pay in the morning. Then some kid ran and got a campground worker who told me where I can stay. Then another kid ran and got a shower token from his folks so I could have a warm shower. I didn't care if I was hallucinating.