The Six Escapes - Finding Lost Civilizations

whenever, and however possible.This time I managed to change somemoney into Austrian schillings and Germanmarks. I took three days’ vacation from myjob. Our plan was to go to Germany, exceptfor the older friend, who would say goodbyeto us in Austria.On a sunny mid-April day we all met atnow-usual meeting place, Hotel Orel inMaribor. After a good, good-bye lunch, thefour of us started our walking mission intothe mountains on that old, familiar road tothe border. On my recommendation we allhad money well hidden/sewn into ourpants, good shoes, a flashlight, and blackpepper powder.Our walking was slower this time due toour old friend, who looked slightly flashywith his Austrian all green outfit. As usualwe had to do some hiding and waitingalong the way, not only from people butalso from nasty barking farm dogs.By about midnight we were at theborder, sat down, and waited two hours tocross. Because there were four of us, itwas hard not to make noise in the forest.By dawn, somehow the others felt I wasguiding them into too westerly of adirection, and persuaded me to head forthe beautiful valley ahead of us to the left.In about an hour we reached the valley,which had a stream and a farmhouse I toldthem to wait, hidden, while I investigatedwhether we were in Austria. I crawled everso carefully along the fence to the front ofthe house. I was shocked to see thehouse's nameplate in Slovenian. I crawledback to tell them the bad news. They were