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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.

Lundi 18 février 2008 1 18 /02 /Fév /2008 04:20
undefinedWhat a funny name for a mountain pass! Mr Test was a French engineer who was the first one to go through the pass, with 2 meters snow legend says. No snow this time because dryness is strong: it has  not rained at all for a year and plantations are dead. 
Just before the pass, I stopped at the
village of Tafinegult and Omar invited me for the night. He was a Moroccan soldier for the French Army during 6 years of Indochina War. He was born in 1924 for his country and … in 1933 for France. He is quite in a good shape so far. He is receiving a 2834 euro annual pension from France and thus he can have the most beautiful house of the village. His wife Fatima is going to receive some money as well and I’ve helped them to fill in some forms since they have not spoken French for a long time. 
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The village has also provided miners to work in North of France because workers here have always been small and strong. Mr Daurat (old memories of the village still remember his name) used to come to do the selection. It reminds me the story of the small island nearby
Dakar… But here it was a « chosen » slavery, so is morality safe? Meeting all these people who love so much France and who have given it so much is giving another idea of immigration. 7km before reaching Marrakech, I was still in deep countryside, with this time a super wind in the back which pushed me at more than 35km/h without pedaling. Marrakech is not as charming brand-new MBK ones with no change for 50 years. It gives a bit of retro touch to the atmosphere of the city. If you add donkeys and horses with their carriages, you are really coming back to good old times!
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