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Harley Davidson Diaper Bag
5 months and a half around Asia, Kochi (India) in Moscow, through the mountains of Nepal, the jungles of South East, the Japanese megalopolis, chaos Chinese and Mongolian-Siberian steppes. day after our epic ride Harley Davidson (or so), we set off to Si Phan Done, the 4000 Islands: it is not going to sugar-coat to the sea, quite absent from the territory of Laos (but take a card good God), but to visit (some would say "hang") region, near the Cambodian border, where the Mekong is a crazy wide (14 km in the rainy season), and reveals ,. during the dry season (it's ours) a multitude of islands and islets, sometimes consisting of a single tree!. We can easily accommodate the permanent islands where small and quiet town are rapidly being formed in resorts of choice. All this is obviously very keen, except that it must have reached one of the islands, which took us 5 to 6 hours. Why all this time, for a distance of 100 km?. The country is traversed by tourists, we are not the only whites in the contraption: in front of us (there are three seats, so everyone faces in a crowded that the heat does not make the least painful) , we meet Sylvia and Josh, absolutely charming, who accompanies us for 2 days. Josh is an American wild without ceasing to be nice, which is a round the world solo for 8 months. After South America, he toured Asia before investing in India and Europe. He was born in Las Vegas and raised and held a Reno casino hotel (it is a character). It is full of anecdotes and jokes, and seems to have taken a vow to test all drugs in all countries it crosses. Sylvia is perhaps even more adorable: she has just finished his training as a guide in Barcelona, ??is fluent in Spanish, English with little accent, the French without any accent, Catalan, Chinese, and learn from 9 years. Like many people we meet in Laos, she studied in China, and benefits from the long holiday of Chinese New Year to visit Southeast Asia. Very quickly we also joined Joe, also known as Angry Joe, speaking of the young Canadian moaners, a professor of electronics in Vietnam: he complains that there is no bus from Saigon to come as it was long, it's hot, that the journey is long: short, during the 24 hours we spend together, it will complain continuously. A nice person, so that will prove yet friendly enough in the long run. We alternate between non-stop English, french, Spanish (Josh is fluent in Spanish, not us), and I try to teach them the basics of my bases in Lao: all this is staggering, vertigo most enjoyable - and more funny, when we speak french inadvertently to the American or Canadian. The ride is particularly lively, funny, but also long and difficult, especially because we are dying twice, and he must go down as a cruel heat, until the team changed the tire of the bus (everyone has the 'seem to find it normal). When we wait, the women waving skewered chicken livers continuously under our noses - I almost fainted. Above all, the wooden benches make us curious effects: we feel our butts s'applatir at the speed of light, and we must try to get up at half back to its normal curves, before sitting down again with pain . As for Laos, they sleep all, despite the many multilingual conversations we have with Josh, Sylvia and Angry Joe. suggestion that illegal medical I would submit to the Honourable House of readers, who have the privilege to know a little more: the amazing intestinal infection to you, then, rising to the throat in pain and fever, should she not been helped by a sly and excessive fragility of your butt on the banks of "truckshow?". . . .
