John Lennon: I do
Monica was at that time in Vienna, in a
gallery where she was trying to sell John
Lennon drawings. So if we could take the
Brenner and the Austria route ... we could ...
In short, he now felt that he had to tell
Monica about Sophie. All right ... but then
we'd better go via Udine and Klagenfurt.
How he excused himself with Monica in Vienna,
I don't know, because he didn't want me in
the neighborhood. He generally was a smooth
talker. He even had been able to borrow some
money of her. Meanwhile I was having dinner
somewhere ... dumplings with beef stew.
At the bar I met a sales agent, who offered
us a ride to Salzburg. There we took a taxi
to the border, to go hitching again. In the
pouring rain, but we were lucky. A Yugoslav,
whose driving license was taken away by the
customs, was looking for a driver. The car
had a hefty trailer and he was on his way to
Bremerhaven. Customs would let him through
only if he found a driver. From Ulm on, he
would risk to drive without a license. He
had to, because he had to work the next day.
