A programmer that had to find himself again

Hi,

my name is Jure V. and I am a programmer living in Slovenia. My life was pretty ordinary (as expected for a geek), with minor positive events (like traveling to Denmark for half a year on a student exchange program). I was generally frustrated with my life more and more until I reached a point when I had enough. Around January 2014 I decided to travel north, without a plan where to go or when I'm coming back. I rented a car and came to Berlin, where I stayed for a couple of weeks and then went on by foot. I walked 600 km, through beautiful German forests, swam a river that was on my way (left my laptop and phone behind), until I reached a town called Prenzlau, almost by the Polish border. It had a lake and it was nice, and there was an abandoned school, so I decided to stay. I ate whatever I could find in the nature, shoplifted when absolutely necessary and enjoyed my freedom, when I was not playing cat-and-mouse games with the local police.

The picture above shows an abandoned railroad that I used frequently. It led to a remote farm where I could get something to eat (don't ask what).

After about a year of this adventure, the local authorities decided it was enough, and transported me back home.

It's a story hard to believe, and I don't have pictures to prove it (since I left my gadgets behind), but if anyone here is from Prenzlau, I'll be happy to share more details.