That day I camped next to a cafe on the Gothic line. I need to find sponsors and get a modern carbon fiber bike and light camping stuff if I am going to cross mountain ranges more quickly.
Social workers obstruct tracing. These people delayed progress for years and refused to give me my mother’s name. Eventually I got my birthcert myself in the archives with some detective work. Hiding the heritage of a person from them would be a crime in a civilised society. Trying to piece things together has been a lifelong task. Obstructed by social workers and my stepfather. My mother told me she did attempt to locate me but Social workers were uncooperative. We can blame them for this whole mess because they delayed things for years.
I need to find sponsors. To attempt to trace my father I need to learn italian properly and contact a lot of people and dna test a lot of people. Cycling around and sleeping outside in Italy is not productive enough. Also I need to render my mother co-operative. If she knew he was a third year engineering student then she also knew his name.
As to this date my mother has not confirmed these details nor added to them. Not much to go on.
These people let me stay in their squat when I was in Holland.I stayed with this German near Dortmund