Epic Road Trip

It was 4am, and I still wasn’t even sure when I had to be ready to leave. I thought I had remembered someone saying 9, but was it 9am, or 9pm? And was that the time I had to be ready, or the time we actually departed, wheels rolling?

My hosts Kanrei and Gatchi had never returned from work, and the responses I got from them on Telegram made little sense.

I had been living with them, here in Leipzig, Germany, for about a week. They had invited me to stay with them after my visit to their Furry retail store, KittyFluff Costumes, and I took them up on the offer. I was not even aware of the road trip they had planned until I was subsequently invited to tag along.

A camper van, with five people crammed in, was nearly ready to depart for a three-week international road trip, with stops in three countries and at two Furry Conventions. By American standards, this was an epic road trip. For those invited along, it seemed a fairly normal holiday.

There was no way I wasn’t going. This was one of those golden opportunities. I would be traveling and living with four other furries, two of which I hadn’t even met yet. If, as I write about frequently on this blog, my current goal in life is to meet interesting new people, and travel while doing so, it doesn’t get much better than this.

I wandered downstairs to the KittyFluff office, and knocked on the entrance. No answer.

I rang the bell, and shortly afterward Gatchi opened the door and invited me in. The workshop was rich with the odor of some unknown mixture of chemicals, and they both were deeply engrossed in a fursuit project of some sort. A customer order was being completed, they explained, with delivery scheduled at one of the conventions we were attending. Last minute work was being done, as usual — for we all know, and accept, that in life, if it wasn’t for the last minute, nothing would ever get done. I asked about when we were to leave.

“We are going to get up at 7am, and quickly pack everything. We need to leave by 9am or we will miss the ferry,” they explain.

“Seven, as in three hours from now?” I ask.

“Wait, what time is it!?”

It was going to be a long night, but it was going to be awesome.

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