Still a moving

Off to Bulawayo now, day school, yeah, new school, new friends, new surroundings, nice place Bulawayo, it was a really modern city, but can't remember anything significant about that time apart from running away from home, me and my next door neighbour, school mate decided we were gonna run away from home as life s**ked. so we packed our bags, walked about ten miles out to the local drive-in, watched a movie then huddled up to the burger shack for warmth. next day we started hitching on the pretence that we were raising money for a charity, two fourteen year old's hitching through war torn Rhodesia wanting to get to the coast so we could get a job on a boat in South Africa, one thing in the way, Beit Bridge on the border, we acutely got there, had some scares on the way, car broke down in the bush so had to take cover in the bush till repaired. when we got to the border we were being splashed all over the news so the police were waiting for us, i think walking down to the crock infested river and getting chased by the army was a dead give away. did we get it! was quite famous too, quite cool in a weird way.