It was everythin but a perfect ride.
First I choose a very bad spot to get out of Zaragoza^because there was no information so fari n Hitchwiki.org and I was too hangover to make a good preinvestigation. Anyway I took the bus which seemed to go very close to the highway on the east end of town.
Thre it looked pretty good. Gas station, Redlight and right after the acces to the highway. After 10 minutes not one of the hundrets of cars passing me entered the highway – all drove by. I was afraid that the access is not ready yet but after 10 mi one car entered and I saw it seconds later on the highway so theoretically it works. Just 90 % of the people driving by there just go to the next suburb without using the expensive highway. Anyway after ~2 hours I got a lift to the gas station on the highway. the driver was one of the “I ve gotthe perfect spot for you” guys – unfortunatelly he left the highway and left me at a gas station next to the highway.
There it took me againn a while but I finally aranged a ride with a trucker which droped me close to Barcelona. There I continued till Avignogn France with a German family. By the time I got to Avignogn it was dark and at the gas station a fellow hitchhiker mate waited for me. Actually it was a gangster with a baseball cap and totall dark/black dressed. Without any luggage and a weired expression on his face.
Unfortunatelly we got our next ride together which brought us almost to Montepillar. The problem was that the driver thought that he had to exit the highway in Montepillar Sud – 3km before the big area de service.
So I got stuck with the ghetto freak at 10 pm in a peage station. He did not seemed to be really motivated to smile or do anything in favour of our luck. He almost insulted the people when he asked if they are going our direction.
After 2 hours a guy with one free seat turned up and took me to the gas station. By the time I got there there were hardly any cars in the gas station. every once in a while German cars pulls over but all filled with people, vacation stuff or bad mood.
finally a french guy took a little extra way and brought me close to Bourge-en-Bresse where I very fast got picked up by a bulgarian truckdriver working for a spanish company – the second on this day.
He dropped me in Colmar and from there I walked and hitchiked to Freiburg.

So all in all:
24 h for 1360 km GoogleMapgs says you can do it straight in ca. 12 hours.

In the end I m just happy to be back home and not on the road with my backpack.

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