We take a taxi to the old bus station, and a bus to Bercham. The description our fellow travelers have given us is precise, I mean we can count the gas stations exactly as pointed out in their email and get off at the Petronas, from where a healthy little walk (on yellow-duck.tumblr.com you might find another adjective for this, but here I am supposed to celebrate my subjectivism).
So we walk on to the house where Katja and Augustas live and we receive a warm welcome.
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