I really had no idea where to look for. The bus driver left me on the side of the road in the middle of this desert, and pointed to the direction of a hill by the sea. It seemed about 5 kilometres away… I started walking among the pipelines…

It’s all in the title, I knez the road wasn’t very busy, and slightly downhill.

I wanted to make this moment a little special: my first border crossed on foot, after 3 weeks in Georgia, and all the stories I had there…

Now I’m in Azerbaijan, I can read again!!!!

Petite balade gentille, mais qui a bien fini de m’achevé.

Je n’ai tracé sur la carte que le chemin retour, ca permet de se faire une idée.

I decided to do the one-day hike in the Borjomi Natural Reserve. A 13 km trail that seemed nice and easy according to the map the Visitor Centre was distributing. Read the story

Today my host Dašo borrowed his brother’s car to take me to see the northern lake and mountains in the Triglav National Park. Triglav means Three-Headed, this is the name of the hightest mountain of Slovenia, the national symbol found on the Slovenian Flag.

During my very enjoyable stay in London, I had two homes. One in Kennington with Lucio and Baylen, and the other with Daniel in Lower Clapton.

I was cycling between the two and literally crossed the whole of London from one end to another. I ran something like 50/60 km during the week… loved it!

Jeudi 10 mai 2012.
Aujourd’hui à Paris il fait très chaud.
Je sais depuis mardi dernier que mon Visa est prêt à l’ambassade d’Ouzbekistan. Je prévois donc de le passer de l’Ouzbekistan au Kazakhstan en un coup de pédale.

Départ de Nation, de chez Catherine qui m’héberge, direction le triangle d’or…