The Six Escapes - Finding Lost Civilizations

oxen-pulled wagon that had a dog, and dueto rain the dog didn't see or sniff us out.At 10 p.m. we arrived at the restaurantwhere I had been apprehended with myfriend during our first escape. This time wecarefully circumvented the restaurant, andthen found a place to hide and wait until 2a.m. to cross the border. This time I madesure I stayed awake. The rain and thundersoon ended. After midnight, we heardstrange, loud noises coming from the valleybelow. We tried to figure out what wasgoing on because it sounded likesomebody was in pain or being tortured.We were thinking perhaps it was the borderand that the border guards were trying theold-fashioned way to obtain a confessionfrom an escapee. After an hour, the noisesdiminished. We waited a bit longer and,then started on the muddy, slippery, rockyterrain. Due to rain it made walking quieterthan on a dry ground; there was nocrackling of dry tree branches and leaves.The flashlight we had brought became veryhandy for observing our heading on thatvery dark night. We were looking for thegreen-colored moss, which is on the northside of the trees, and usually near theground.We kept steady, slip-sliding pace on therugged terrain until sunrise. As we walkedthrough a vineyard, I noticed thegrapevines were strung on wires there,rather than attached to wooden sticks, aswas practiced in Slovenia. We were greatlyrelieved and our clothes nearly dry from therain. In a while we spotted a farmhouse,and approached it very carefully. I asked