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Yes! This Is Szeged But Here! Budapest

We not been disturbed by the natives but the mosquitoes have rotted existence: a classic.
So you wake up well determined to smash the bitumen towards Szeged to Serbian border. And then by arranging the business we realize that our "green space camp" was a cemetery. It is, after all, a living like any other and this one has the merit of being peaceful. What you sleep! It did not take long to clear anyway. The
Chauleur oppressive and at 7am in the morning, announcing a terrible day. But lo and behold a lake was marked on our road, swimming and resting under the mid-term !
After twenty miles we quickly realized that the day will be complicated. The combination "Sun lead / headwind egg" is hard for organizations. Energy expenditure is enormous. Water supplies are rapidly dwindling. Hydration is a priority. And that big problem, this southern part of Hungary is a desert: no station, no restaurant open and abandoned villages, "Elado"! ("For sale" in Hungarian).
we add to this super fun side of local residents and roads closed to bikes. The stage is set: ON GALLERY!! And water is short (under 35 ° C not cool), not a fucking cock 60km. Break bathing turns cachemar. The lake was actually a swamp transformed into faux park without infrastructure, "Elado" or almost!
Then we throw our sights on a camping too "elado. And then lo and behold, in this ghostly landscape emerges a fresh water tap. Is recharged and we leave up to one-depraved village where we decide to take a break. A fresh wind we eradicates our siestas. We looked up and ... Dark clouds and lightning in the distance, which can save! It straddles the machine and it pushes hard, thinking of Szeged. Rain overtakes us, civilization as well; of under what shelter and drinking a beer in a small shop. The lady, very nice, we offer peaches from his garden (a little gift from above).

The 20km that separated us from the hostel were found by Aurelian a formality. So we come to Szeged. Remember that we are Saturday night is important.
And then something amazing the city is dead: no restaurant, no human being, riverside sad to die. Everything is gray and gloomy. However, we find easily the address of our hostel, the icing on the cake of this wonderful day.
Story:
Tom aka Sneaky: "How Much is it for a room for 2?"
Nana's Home aka sister smile: "It's gonna be 11,000 gold Forin 48 Euros" (for info about 11000 are Forin 38th)
Tom: "Sorry to weekends Paid 20 Euros in Budapest"
Nana: "Yes this goal here Szeged IS! "
Tom: "You re right it's Much Better" After we have
housed in a former operating room with integrated cockroach, we opted for the gulag-style room (see Video "Boris Szeged). Short and the road to Szeged Szeged was really rotten.

the breakfast 'was included, we would avenge. Serbia was beckoning us.

How To Make Someone Asleep

wake up on the barge, coffee prepared by Romeo. The captain already raised, the boat was ready to go the other way, toward Vienna. It was time for us to heading back to Bulgaria. Upon leaving, we Octavian even gives a little money Romanian (100 Leu, about 25 €) to get by there on time to find a bank. Rarely seen someone so generous. They have earned a shipment of French wine & champagne on our return. During a breakfast at "Kayak Land" (there were pictures of champions kayaking around the restaurant; Slovaks love apparently) and cross the bridge that leads to Komarom, Hungarian twin town of Komarno.
few things to say on the 100 km that separated us from Budapest, if it is only 15 km from the capital, we took the classic approach to train special "big Cities. A station worthy of the heyday of the USSR, but a kind of RER all options, with bicycle racks and clean toilets that open by themselves, a must.
At the "Station of the West", a special welcome for tourists was established: city map, brochure in French and promotional operation "Nestle Mineral Water". At 39 ° C in the shade was not a luxury.
A quick little bike to the hostel recommended by our English friends nightlife of Bratislava, shower, threading flops and go for a walk in the streets of Buda. Auartier historic fortified churches National Gallery, Parliament, suspension bridges, Budapest is a beautiful city. And what of his wives! They are worth the trip alone, to please the eye of course, because it's more complicated to communicate. Hungarian is an incomprehensible language and their English teachers look as good as ours.
It arises in Pest to make ice cream. The landlady, whose husband is French and who met by Paris-Jordan by bike (it can not be invented, then we can not fight), we recommend a place to escape. It is in recognition for the evening. The hostel was far away, so we decided to ask. Small local beers (not mal), small food, card game (a game incomprehensible Hungarian), located in atypical hyper, very cool. 22H (definitely get older really), back to the hostel by subway for a good night's sleep, despite a desperate attempt of our neighboring British barracks divert us from our goals.
the morning with Tom, a single idea in mind, take a bath! Budapest is indeed famous for its baths, residues of the Turkish presence in the region centuries ago.

Some schools are 500 years old. For about 10 €, we still had access to an exceptional place, for its aesthetics, but also by the variety of baths: water temperature 18 to 40 ° C, whirlpool / to common saunas of all kinds, steam rooms, indoors, outdoors, for 5 to 10 € more, we have access to a variety of massages, the details escape me, a brief moment of pure happiness and relaxation that we did a very foolish! As
dragged to a bathroom, it was just time to take an evening train and exit the city. It is not envy that wanting to stay a Saturday night in Budapest, but it was a blow to never find the strength to leave.
Commuter Train to Dabas, on the road to Szeged, with the sole objective of finding a place to sleep. It's hot, no need for tent corner of lawn, we extend the tarp, sleeping bags, a sweater for a pillow, mosquito: it left for one of our now classic "nights in tears."
Tomorrow morning is the beginning of 8 long stages in a row without rest & a new surprise awaits us in the morning ...

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Health, Equality, Fraternity

Operation blog this morning. It was 3-4 days late, must move on. Just in passing, we went to Tesco (supermarket brand britanniques qui marche très fort dans les pays de l'est) pour se faire un pur petit déj et recharger en barres de céréales et autres, le tout pour moins de 10e (la même chose en France, c'est minimum 25e).
Entre Tesco et le blog à l'auberge, vous aurez compris que nous n'avons pas été subjugués par les charmes de Bratislava. On se met donc tranquillement en route vers 15h pour une session vélo nocturne en direction de la frontière Magyar.
Âpres une sortie de Bratislava plutôt chaotique, nous découvrons une magnifique piste cyclable le long du Danube. On s'arrête pour faire nos besoins et une énorme péniche nous passe devant. On reprend les vélos avec la certitude, a 25-26km/h, de la rattraper facilement. Que nenni !! Impossible de lui récupérer un cheveu. On fait donc une fixette dessus pendant quelques km et quand enfin nous sommes parvenus a prendre le dessus, c'est qu'elle ralen-tissait pour s'installer dans une écluse.Une écluse énorme, où attendaient déjà 2 autres bateaux. Et là idées lumineuse de Thomas (sneaky) : 'et si on essayait de s'incruster sur l'un d'eux pour faire un bout de chemin'. Pas pour gagner quelques kilomètres, la piste cyclable était parfaite et suivait exactement le fleuve. Non, juste pour l'expérience, le délire !! Au bluff, Stéphane (Beady) request the crew of a ship in the German pavilion. After a little negotiable, it's OK! They are all Romanian and childhood friends from the same village: Octavian the master, the second Florian, Romeo and Juliet the mechanic (hahaha! In our defense, it was their joke). No, but Marcel, Phantom of the boat since it has not seen (2nd captain who officiates in staggered hours compared to the rest of the crew). The boat went up
Komarno, stack the place where we thought the night, was 50km away. On board, Sleeps 4 star: beer, coffee, visit the cockpit, leather sofa and armchairs, France 24 TV ...
And to top it off, the captain invites us to sleep there. We liaised with Tom for about 2 seconds and said "yes"! Option Cruise Super Plus: THE TOP!
is also the time where we decided to change our itinerary to add a country in our tour of Europe: Romania ...

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From Vienna to Bratislava, Vienna

This morning, Tuesday, July 14, 2009, as French and proud of it, it was necessary to mark the time!! And it was ........ nothing! Apart from an early hymn to please have our lovely neighboring Canada. No, this morning, blog and my breakfast: orange juice, hot chocolate or coffee sandwiches and computer, it's gone!
Objective No. 2: coffee. You are aware that Vienna is famous for its art of coffee. So we walk into town to see the monuments that are at least as beautiful by day and night. A terrace in a busy street opposite a beautiful building , it was enough to seduce us. "The coffee menu please". FANTASTIC! 5 or 6 pages of coffees of all kinds, from the inside, the ability to carry a small bag in one of 36 types of grain available. Even someone who does not dote as Beady has been that popular. We cast our vested (is not) on an iced coffee, the Eiskaffee Wiener Walzer, a local specialty. And we returned to the hostel for the train to Bratislava (yes another one, the Slovak capital is only at 40km) was not expected.
From the border, we change the world. All the scars from the Soviet era have not disappeared. Large blocks of flats so Vitry-sur-Seine in the 80's, no reception at the station and nobody who speaks neither English nor German, but ... A brand new bike path that goes straight to downtown and to the youth hostel we were looking for: a rotten little besides the hostel. For the same price as that Vienna, but was really less. There are the basics: beds, a kitchen, showers and wifi.
We're leaving in the center in search of a typical restaurant. Bratislava has a very cute historic district, just like a pretty provincial town: the fountains, beautiful buildings and nice terraces. But this is not a European capital and you quickly realize that they will not spend the week. Rhythm
cycling requires, we went back to bed early at the hostel at a time when our roommates were preparing to leave Spain. It has not been seen 6 in the morning.
Tomorrow, Hungary and a nice surprise ...

Drinking Staics China

Ich verstehe nur Romantic

Our evening with Wolfgang had s'écourter because we had to reach Vienna as early as possible tomorrow. First
raised camping, first to breakfast, first to take off (7:30). In a place where all tourists are cyclists, c e is not negligible. We therefore
km downstream along the Danube, no time to linger. We must take advantage of freshness. The forecast 33 ° c for the afternoon.
short stop at Melk, a meal in a local inn to recuperate (indigestible by sneaky). From there we leave the Danube towards St-Pölstein. A total of 40km de collines et un soleil de plomb on ajoutera à tout ça une digestion hardcore. Mais on s'en est sorti.
Pour profiter un peu plus de Vienne, on décide de prendre un train (environ 50km). Autre avantage on du temps pour écrrire les articles du Blog. De plus cela nous évite l'entrée de cette grande ville à l'heure de pointe.
Arriver à la West Bahnof, on trouve de suite une auberge de jeunesse dans le quartier : très mignonne, chambres confortables, grands espaces de vie commune, safe pour les velos, wifi, en bref l'ideal.
Pas le temps de s'attarder, on sort de suite goûter une spécialité locale : le Schnitzel (le fish and Ships autrichien). Rien the extraordinary but it was tasty bite. To digest a small Vienna by night necessary. Vienna is truly sumptuous. After Paris is the most beautiful city we visited. Magnificent monuments, grand boulevards, beautiful lighting, beautiful terraces, banks of the Danube animation (a mix of beach and docks facing the BNF).
And that's where we made our meeting today: Dominic, and Andrew Martin.
Not one knew two hours earlier. They had shots all night and were completely buttered. Our discussion has mixed the European beers, political and wafers with hazelnuts Austrian ('want'). I do not remember everything but the Austrian beer is good. We'll stay in touch ... back to the inn and sleep ... Tomorrow is a national holiday.

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Bahnhof! Aaaaah

up early to avoid ending up with the whole neighborhood on the back (see article below), we stop in a small bakery and tearoom on the outskirts of Braunau.
first good news, the Austrians are also nice that the Germans: the baker gave us 2 croissants for the trip.
Another pleasant surprise: after a few kilometers, we come across a young English cycling is going to Istanbul (it's a little our way), named Noah. We already established plans on following the path, which would make all the Vienna road, but after a false-flat amount to about 10 km, we turn: More Noah! It has not kept pace and we could not wait, so we drew to Lindz ...
... and the Danube, as beautiful Austrian side that the German side, because less natural, more housing and industrial areas. Do not forget that the Danube is the busiest waterway d `Europe. It was a minute geo-economic item.
Truce of crap, qprès 155 km of cycling, we find a lil nice campsite, between the Danube and a pond in a quiet location, clean toilet facilities and a cafeteria that makes eating cheap, TOP!
By ordering 2 beers, I walk on the foot of a native, Wolfgang, with whom we immediately hit it off. Incredibly, in the middle of Austria, we met a funny guy who knows Blagoevgrad, our final destination in Bulgaria and also has a big Balkan culture. It was also an opportunity to learn a phrase which means that does not understand: "Ich verstehe nur Bahnhof", which means, to be exact: "The only thing that I capture is the station name Train. " On top of that Wolfgang gave us our first Schnapps: that happiness!
We just passed the 1000 km, Vienna tomorrow is ahead ...

How Many Women Can Have Non-genital Orgasms

Bavaria ...

I must admit that our journey has failed to stop at Munich. We were greeted so that when the girls suggested we stay for the weekend, it took time for reflection
with Tom. But Bulgaria does not expect and we can no longer afford, following the forced stop in Strasbourg to stop en route. Exit
Bavaria and his "Nibarthon" has not been easy, especially
elements that have worked hard. After waking
difficult, Jenny and Eve took us to Waldenkirchen their
hometown where they were going to see their families, in the car with our bikes to get us out of the city of Munich and we a little closer to Austria.
Deposited on a supermarket car park, we were preparing to take off
when we were confronted by an angry horde of nurses. It was actually the bachelor party girl Stephanie, who was seeking stripteasers improvised.
You know our natural modesty, it was very difficult but we did for a good cause.
16h So it was when we finally left CEFAM supermarket car park, towards Austria. Path without pitfalls, forest roads, bicycle paths along the Inn (local river) while traveling to join Braunau, just across the border, about 21h.
And in a village, not ti Blowin that falls on the feast of the local firefighters! Grilled fish, pork hock and breast, Kartoffeln well cooked, nothing to smell, we could not resist. You add the local beer and cakes homemade by the grannies of the neighborhood and you get the perfect flop so buggery Deutschland.
Finally, 25 km of cycle paths along the river and here we are in a new country: Austria.
Just a little aside on this end of the day: we looked for a campsite for 1 / 2 hour (there were signs, however, it must have beer), but we ended up settling in a small square in middle of a residential area. Imagine leaving your home to get a drink (it was Saturday night around 22h), fall on a tent all rotten with clothes that dry everywhere ... it was us!
short, tomorrow is Linz and back edges Danube.
Kisses ...

Blueprints For Mudroom Locker

The Day! Munich

Recipe:
You take a brand tunnel of 5 km, which has just been completed after 7 years of work. You will install a huge sound system, lights everywhere, bars with the colors of all brands of alcohol and energy drinks, food stalls and above POOL. Finally
essential ingredient: alcohol! No, j'déconne (half). A bunch of buddies and potessi ready to burn the track.
You add a small tribute to Mickey and voila. You get a fucking night of "egg-sick" you're not ready to forget * (Facebook link).
Those who were there will be a unique experience, because on Monday morning, the tunnel opened to traffic ...

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Aaaaah ...

Rest day in Munich, then, that starts with good sleep, and wake up: nobody! It's Friday, our friend Jenny went to work.
And who says "Friday" says "crazy party"! The famous evening in a tunnel, that is the focus of the day. Meanwhile, writing blog articles, selecting photos and videos; routes come and possibly points fall on the way through coachsurfing * ...
This fact, it was time to visit Munich, the capital of Bavaria and southern Germany. Being alone and little information, we confined ourselves to reach the heart of the city, the equivalent of central districts of Paris, surrounded by a C Boulevard irculaire and where we find most of the monuments of the city: Opera, Maximilianeum the Marinplatz, City Hall ...
One thing that struck me, these are historic buildings being renovated, covered with false fronts on which we see characters that we forged observe hidden behind false curtains through false ... Irrelevant aside, but just to note that it was more elegant than vulgar scaffolding.
Finally, obligatory stop at Burger King for a huge Double Whooper with extra Cheese & Bacon (step essential for any fan of Whooper French). Well-fed, back to the apartment for a little aperitif before DAS TUNNELFEST "...

Coachsurfing *: For those unfamiliar with the concept, these are people who agree to receive free travel home by agreeing in advance on websites like: www.coachsurfing.org, www. hospitalityclub.org or www.globalfreeloader.com

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Relaxation ...

This is a day of cycling as in a dream from the beginning: almost perfect time (just a little rain around midday), artificial flat-descendants throughout most the trail, crossing a beautiful area and final step in girlfriends. The Bavarian
can be proud of their region. Each village has a church and old houses built in the very singular. The region is covered by coniferous forests (I know, the whole world cares, but I like it). The Danube
are beautiful with cities like Ulm
are real jewels, and after a few kilometers nature reasserts itself. Swans, ducks, herons, raptors, reeds and water lilies have marked the course. Found a distributor of fresh fruit just before arriving in Augsburg.
On the way to Augsburg we just met with Armin on his bike, a freelance web and return the dentist. He wanted to show us his city (another great find by the way) and as we had to take a train 20 km further to input first in Munich, we decided to stay for a drink with our new host and take train from Augsburg (Petitti infidelity cycling).
Finally, the train from Munich to find Jenny, Eve, Katy, Melinda & Kristian for a little relaxing evening: aperitif to the apartment and typical Bavarian restaurant.
Tomorrow, fill the blog and we visit Munich before an evening in a "tunnel" that promises ...

Yellow Runny Stools 15 Month Old

a Vengeance!

Today, the spell was hard on us!
After a night of camping on a "one again" in the mountains, several findings:
- duvets ultra compact "summer special" does not effectively protect below 15 ° C
- sleeping in a tent at 2 for 1 is difficult (it was still nothing past, do not insist whore!)
- mosquitoes & midges that pricks leave marks on the body
bizarre - start the day with a coastline of 3 km and a detour due to work is not cool
- camping in tears, it's still pretty darn cool.
After a long series of climbs and descents, and wrong directions,

we came across "DAS BERG (THE MOUNTAIN in Franglais): Departure 3:10 p.m. after a good café and 2 - 3 tips to eat to gain strength ... Tom: "We're going to dislocate chop! "... Arriving at the top with a calf in 2 legs & under: 4:10 p.m..
10 km an hour and we really gave everything!
small break, then off to Blaubeuren a youth hostel where we expected.
And there, as if it had not suffered enough, the sky decided to properly watered, we finish the story. 1:30 ET 40 km later, shimmering body and wet shoes, no place in the " Jugenderberge "but a typical German pension took pity on us and found us a room. The meal was frugal.

Finally you can relax and tomorrow's Munich ...