We went skipping in Calais for the refugees who live there (and need food), but barely any containers could be found. Luckily there was a huge supermarket where we could climb a fence to reach their garbage. We were happy because there were a lot of products in there, until we found out everything had been stabbed with a knife. Because of this, literally everything wasn’t edible or drinkable anymore. The container with the vegetables and fruit smelled weird; later we learnt they pour bleach over its contents.
Awesome holidays; what I've been doing this summer
I hitchhiked with a friend to Berlin first. We slept in a houseproject and at a friend’s place and we walked around the city and went to see some nice bands in Köpi. I went home to bring my stuff to a safe place because it would be evicted soon. Then I hitchhiked around 850km on my own to Notre-Dame-des-Landes in France. Here I stayed in a house in the forest with people who became my friends. Everything we ate came from the local skip or was harvested there on la ZAD. There was a freeshop (food and clothes), a library, a bike workshop, a pirate radio station and there was a communal dinner every once in a while. After some time 3 friends of mine, a dog and I decided to drive back to the Netherlands in a week (because of an exam I had to make and a courtcase). First we went to Rennes where we slept in a squat that could get evicted from that very day (since they’re planning to build a railway there). Because of that, we went out in the night and painted/wrote a lot of stuff on the walls. The next night was spent at the beach and after a whole day of swimming we drove to Rouen. We had to search a bit harder to find a squat here but eventually we did and we met a bunch of lovely people. They recommended us this festival with caravans/gipsy carts. We provided the people there quite a lot of food that had been skipped at the market and because of that we could have dinner and beers for free at the festival. We followed the festival a couple of days and wanted to sleep at the beach again. There turned out to be stones instead of sand so we slept in the car. The plan was to go to the refugee camp in Calais, which could use some food. This was the biggest and most scary skip of this summer; the police was around the corner of the fence we had to climb with all the stuff. Luckily they didn’t follow us when we drove away. Calais was a mess. Many willing and sweet people, but also discrimination and a lack of food. It seemed to be nearly impossible to skip anything in Calais. We stayed there two days and nights and realised we couldn’t really do anything helpful on the short term so we went to Gent. In Gent we stayed at a squatted farm and skated through the city with the skates we got at the freeshop in Rennes. After this we drove back to the Netherlands and I washed my clothes at my mothers house and studied for the test I had the next morning.
The test went well and directly after it a friend picked me up and we drove to Centertek in Poland. This lasted a long weekend and I joined my friends in a big van to Slovakia. Slovtek was nice, but really small -it was almost a private party- and kids were stealing stuff. We went to an awesome house of a friend in Hungary and stayed there for two days. After this, we drove to Prague where we went out and slept at Cibulka. Our next stop was Easttek in Eastern Germany. The location was quite awesome; an open space in the woods with an abandoned house.
A friend came to Easttek as well and brought a friend of hers. A girl from the van I had been in and I decided to go home with them. The guy was a ‘WWOOFer’ and lived at a farm with a lot of others; we helped a bit with harvesting. We had to bring back the car in southern Germany and the guy stayed at the farm. From there, the three of us hitchhiked to Hambacher Forst. Again, a lot of wonderful people. I learnt how to climb in a rope with prusik knots and we slept in a tree (20 meters above the ground). We hitched further to Brussels and from there to Gent again. Actionkitchen Kokkerellen exists 20 years and there was a really nice festival organised because of that with theater, food, documentaries and bands. We slept at the squatted farm the festival was held at. After this, we went back to Brussels because one of the friends I was with had gotten a job there. She found a squat and was the only one staying there at the moment. It was a very nice house and we relaxed there for a couple of days. My studies started again in september and I have to find a new house, so I hitchhiked back on my own to the Netherlands. I visited my father first and then I could take the train for free to Amsterdam.
I had an amazing summer, learnt a lot and met wonderful people all across Europe.