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On the road for ... 1 year, 8 months and 14 days

 

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                Next stage : SPAIN - March 2008  

Current Position : Béni-Mellal, sky-diving in Morocco

On Mars 15th, 1997, after skydiving with friends on the Moulin Blanc beach in Brest, I took my bike "Magic. 24044kms and 333 days later, I came back to my starting point. The earth is actualy round and magnificient. But it is fragile tto. It is not dangerous, it's the unknown that implies fear. I was specially touched by the russian welcome all over this huge Siberia. This name means goulag and sadness for us in the west but it means a real pleasure for me.

9 years left for this trip but I never forget. There is life before and life after. Every time I see a globe, I wonder how it can be so small I can go round the world by bike.

Magic is impatient to set off again, it is now decided : we leave again on june, the 10th! It will  be ready, so I will. We are A nous les grands espaces, le vent, le soleil, la pluie, sans savoir le matin où nous serons le soir. We are going to ride on this planet without a sound, proud of our wanderer's way of life.

Jeudi 31 janvier 2008
 
undefinedI have took this train one week ago to come back on the right way after leaving toward Atar in the North-East, the values of my bicycle traveling trip are safe ! Choum must be the biggest train station in the world, both platforms (one in Nouadhibou and one in Zouerat) are separated by 2.3 km, which is the length of the train. Indeed, there is no platform for Nouadhibou, just a rust notice. When we see the light far away and we hear the noise of the train, that means that the train is coming, it will be there in an hour, its speed is 50 km per hour, it needs 2.3 km to slow down and stop, 7 km if it needs to brake and stop urgently. There are 200 coaches of iron-ore and only one for passengers. It’s free to travel in a iron-ore coach but you get all the dust and the cold, I have chosen to be in the traveler coach for 5 euros … it’s like a shantytown, a slum in a train, disemboweled seats, no door for the toilets, but you can do everything through the windows which are opened (you push grabbing the guardrails), the window glasses are blocked in the position opened or closed, no electricity so you use candles. Magic was in the corridor with the handlebar taken apart to leave more space to the passengers.undefined
But the atmosphere is amazing! I was in the compartment than fighters from Polisario who ended up being “unemployed since the cease-fire in 2001. Now they are smugglers. They were on their way for Mali with big boxes of cigarettes, and more … We sang a lot, songs from Polisario and French songs as well, we drank a lot of tea and less alcohol. Hassan sold sandwiches facing complaints from clients as there was almost nothing inside. He would shrug off and take the money.
We have spent 12 hours to reach Nouadhibou in the morning, covered with dust, the ears bumming and nothing in our stomach.
Quite happy about these 500 km in the longer and slower train ever … and also the one where you’re not bored at all!
PS: next article on the Occidental Sahara, I am located mid-way between Dakar and Tanger surviving from storms of sand and mines!

 
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