This is how the road to the border looks like, and it is right this which i like the most ;) trees at both sides. Doesn't it look great? now imagin, how amazing is this road in summer!

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W Słubicach wpadamy do kolesia Pitra niejakiego Roberta, gadu, gadu mała kawka, chwila wspomnień i opowieści ze starych czasów i decydujemy się jechać jednak autem aż do samego berlińca. 1 Jedno przejechanie czerwonych świateł w samym Frankfurcie n/O nie przyspozyło nam na szczęście żadnych niemiłych niespodzianek, i prawei przez nikogo niezauważeni opuszczamy miasto. Zatem przez Frankfurt nad Odrą już autostradą poginamy na zachód.

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In Słubice we make kinda short visit at a friend of Piter (it's something like school mate or something). There are some memories, some jockes made at school, some talking about the good old days some years ago. we have our tasty coffe and go 'westbound'. we pass the border - which now doesn't really exist, there are no customs no pass controll, absolut nothing. We just pass the Odra river. In Frankfurt/O we change the lane to late and the consequence is that we pass the intersection on a red light - but fortunately almost nobody saw us.