Leaving Romania
05/04/2010, 14:33
Filed under: Romania


so here is a french version for the french readers today!! followed by english summary.

Nous quittons Bucarest en compagnie de Gheo, notre hote de warmshowers, et nous nous dirigeons vers le nord est du pays. Murat trouve qu on est trop lourd, alors il veut se debarrasser de plus de choses.. il ne pense qu’a ca quand il est sur son velo.. il decide donc de laisser ses chaussures sur le bord de la route (ses chaussures michael jordan et tout qu il aimait tant…). il les aurait bien donne a quelqu un, mais apres plusieurs tentatives qui echouent, il les donne a un arbre.. Le soir nous dormons dans une ferme desafectee, tout est en ruine et seuls les emcadrements de porte dont restes debout, etrange paysage.

en parlant de paysages, la Roumanie, dans ce coin, c est tres plat, et on voit a des kilometres a la ronde. par contre c est pas tres pratique pour trouver des endroits un peu caches pour planter la tente et dormir. mais on trouve, en s’enfoncant un peu dans les champs. On voit beaucoup de bergers, de moutons, et de plastique, les gens jettent leur plastique et poubelles en tas sur le bord de la route.. Le meme soir on arrive a voir le coucher du soleil et le lever de la lune, pleine.. le lendemain, amelie tombe malade, la grippe ou quoi.. petite montee de fievre et grosse fatigue, alors on reste 3 jours au meme endroit, dans un creux de la seule colline qu on pouvait voir a l’horizon, pour recuperer.

le jour ou on repart, on roule bien toute la journee, d’ailleurs on s approche d’une grande ville, et bien sur c’est la qu’on se fait avoir. On cherche un endroit pour dormir, et la nuit et pluie commencent a tomber.. et amelie s’appercoit en plus que son pneu arriere est creve.. donc on s arrete pour reparer tout ca et murat demande a des gens du village si on peut planter la tente dans le jardin. c est peut etre, mais une fois que la crevaison est reparee, qu’il fait bien nuit noire qu’il commence a bien pleuvoir, c est non! ce qui est inhabituel pour nous en Roumanie, ou on a ete si bien accueillis.. et en avant les cyclistes! sous la pluie! on finit par trouver une maison en ruine dans laquelle on se cale. c’est juste a cote de la prison.. c’est un peu glauque.. en plus le fromage qu’on a achete est pas meme pas bon.. enfin bon, le matin arrive, et en rangeant nos affaires nous decouvrons que nous avons tous les deux nos pneus a plat!!! nous avons roule dans des champs et nos pneus sont plein d’epines, on passe 3 heures a tout enlever, reparer etc… Murat en profite pour se debarrasser de son jean, il s’est dechire et devient donc inutile et surtout trop lourd a porter..! Il les offre donc en remerciement a la maison abandonnee.

nous c est la malchance qui nous abandonne enfin et nous reprenons la route, il fait beau et chaud, c est bon d etre sur les velos!! on passe surement demain la frontiere moldave puis ukrainienne.

so en anglais, left bucA, left behind Jordans,left jeans in a shelter we found next to a prison when rain hard.had a blast of punctures from riding thro a thorn bush feild thingy. very flat lanscape towards the danube delta, finding it hard to pitch tent discretely. found a hilltop stayed 3days there as amelie was not well. romania is nice, easter sunday got given halva cake thingy and painted eggs. that day we tried to follow sign posts to a monastry but instead found a ‘carry on camping ‘ with loads of dacia cars blastin popular music and BBQ amd familys. and boys showing off with their tracksuit bottoms and latsest addidas trainers, and car sound systems. basically broad st in brum at night! tomorrow we ll cross the border to Moldova and Ukraine.

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23/03/2010, 12:29
Filed under: Romania


The snow delayed our 3am bus to Romania to 5am, after a 25euro bribe we finally got our bikes on the coach and our marsillian massif crew called it a nite and hit the sack. merci heuh. we arrived in the afternoon, a day or 2 later in Hunedoara,Transylvania, Dracula land. we assembled our bikes in-front of a Reparatsi shop, then went inside to warm up our frozen feet to meet some crazy man who told us we were crazy. we then headed through the mountainous region towards Hateg where we knew we had a roof for a few days, as it was still  cold here, talking -6C to at nights we were told. round sunset we were in the middle of nowhere with no nearby villages , dry water bottles, just wild dogs along the snow covered hills, stones in our pockets and sticks in our hands. Fuck! we carried on climbing and in the distance saw some chimney smoke. As we got there, found out it was two shepherds. farther and son and 500 sheep. they welcomed us into their tiny room, gave us some water from the well and we warmed up by the fire. we stayed the nite with them and got woken up by bleating sheep.amazing. the son explained how one lamb was getting sent to Turkey next wk, being vegetarians we assumed the cute little bugger was to be sent off for a fashion weekend in Istanbul wit some Armani wool_wear photo shoot wit kate moss dental floss lady.

Later that day we arrived to our roof in a village named  Salasu de Sus. we stayed a few nites there, with a traveling band of musicians and friends from Barcelona. learned some new songs and experienced romanian village life. eggs and well water from the neighbour and potatoes from friend up the road.

byes byes and a week ride to the capital Bucuresti via the south of Carpathian moutains. but 1st we had to cross the 25km gorge. its was snowing hard that day through this gorge and we got chased and stopped by loads of dogs. we learned its best to stop and raise the stick, maybe throw a  rock or 2 at them. it you try and leg it, then they get turned on and chase you like mad. saw the God of dogs in a vivid dream and he told  us that they like rotating wheels and legs. came across a beautiful monastry with monks  in the gorge to warm up, bought some myrrh and a picture of jesus.

we felt like we are back to our rootz again, and stayed in various places along the way camouflaging ours bikes and cooking on fire. in Petrosani, we couch surfed an american dude named andrew, made him a curry and he told us about the U.S. peace Corps he was on, and life as a westerner here. nice evening>

40km B4 bucuresti we asked for water at a village and met Elena who spoke some Greek to us, she invited us to stay with her for the nite and be our gardienne angel! she feed us, made us put our feet up by the fire and told us about her life and man. she told us  how the neighbors thought we would beat her up in the nite and steal her stuff. she gave us a show through-out the evening showing us all her products she had, ranging from cleaning products, a 2 litre bottle of pepsi, to her teeth. amazing. wonderful. we  offered her our Myrrh and the golden picture of Jesus to say thankyou. she liked it. we liked her loads.

its now spring, and the snow is melting causing some pity floods, village peeps are back on the fields. its been sunny the last 2 days in Bucuresti, our hosts are bike fanatiks like us and very nice too, they have a minimalistic salon with just and ironing board and wooden bench. 2nite we shall meet more bike fanatiks north of the city>the city is a nightmare for cyclists with all the pot holes, speeding Dacias, tram lines, and gypsie children begging in traffic,oh and opening car doors. however its a dream for all those bike messengers!! ROGER ROGER 93

next few days we intend to cycle towards the black sea then north to ulkraine. if you are a bike fan read about Heinz in our links, he travelled round world on 3speed bike. enjoy