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The guy, coming from Netherlands, heading to Nepal, who we came across at Austria.
We handed over our Turkey guide book and phrase book to whom still has long way to go.
Seeing those books were given by Christian, who a Norway cyclist we encountered at Dogbeyazit
in Turkey, without any conditions so we were very glad to give the books to someone in need.
Mike, who a German cyclist, encountered at Yang-shuo in China, was a great woman
solo bike traveller. She had started her magnificent journey from Germany and afterwards
she cycled through East Europe, Russia, Mongolia and finally arrived in China by herself.
As I recall her, she was the tallest lady we'd ever met, near 190cm in guess. Above all,
did we meet again and did we stay at her house almost twenty days while visiting Germany.
Amilia, Young, Kuk, Mike & Yanze (from the left)
Amilia, who an American cyclist we came across at Yang-shuo in China,
had been encouraged by many cyclists meeting while she was travelling around India.
Since when she picked one bicycle and started off her bike journey through
Tibet & China. Rumour has it, she settled down in Vietnam since falling in love with Scuba Diving.
German cyclists who we encountered at Mengla, where the last border town in China.
God bless us, they brought us absolutely fresh information, which was why they'd just
finished cycling in Laos. In fact, at which time we knew very little about Laos so we'd, eagerly,
been looking for the latest information. Of course, we also gave them many essential information
those concerned with China. By the way, they were the first East German we met.
Keikei was a Japanese cyclist we met visiting Luangprabang in Laos.
Under no circumstances, would he give up his journey even though he'd got
two bicycles stolen, the first to happen in Hongkong and the next to follow in Vietnam.
Since the bikes had been stolen, he'd been carrying on his journey with a shabby
local bike, with no gears at all.
In accordance with him, surprisingly, does he sleep in his old tent, looked as if it wasn't a tent.
It can be seen on the above picture, carrying on his bike's rear rack.
Yosimura, a Japanese cyclist, an university student,
said, he'd been cycling around South East Asia during the school half term.
Uncle Eddy was a German cyclist works for a bike shop and had had overseas cycling
experience more than 20 years. We first met him on a Mekong river tour boat.
To be absolutely honest, his first impression wasn't really brilliant because he never stoped
to talk and seemed a bit rude. However, we'd got much closer over 3days boat trip
and once we arrived at Ruangprbang, at which the final destination of the boat trip, we became friends.
Additionally, he looked after our bicycles on his own initiative and even impressed us giving us away
his odometer as saying that "My journey's near over, this unit better to go someone who more need it.
" We still clearly remembering what he used to say "I have no wife, no children,
no cars and no properties, which is why I say I'm a freeman."
English cyclists Jenny & Steve, who we encountered at North Laos.
"Try to find the chief executive if you need help in remote villages" This is the advice what they gave us.
Austrian cyclist Karl, who we had met at India, & Canadian cyclist Mariclaude,
who we encountered cycling around Nepal. We shared many days with them.
A Nepalese pilgrim.
There was an image of the Shiva, which the god of gods in Hinduism,
has attached in front of the handle bar and a big air-pump, looked very heavy,
could be found in an old bike shop, on the rear rack. We were told he'd been
travelling from East to West, West to East repeatedly, persistently.
The Swiss cyclist couple who we have known from Nepal.
Since we'd first met at Nepal we continuously came across over
several countries as if we'd had promised and been destined.
Australian cyclists who we met cycling to Kabir Desert in Iran.
On struggling against head wind there were two cyclists having came up
in the far distance and soon approached us. One of them had been fervently supported
by his wife, who's staying in the UK with children, as sending rescue stuffs as he in needs.
Seeing we had quite similar route plan towards Europe so we expected that
we might meet again but it didn't happen.
Christian, who a big and tall norwegian cyclist, encountered at the border town
Dogbeyazit in Turkey, heading to Nepal, gave us away
Turkey guide book and phrase book with nothing expected, which was why we invited him for dinner.
One of the most impressive thing from him was he'd been receiving mom's phone call once in two days.
A Swiss cyclist who we came across in Serbia Montenegro. He'd been cycling through only
unpopular countries amongst tourists like Slovenia, Croatia, Serbia Montenegro etc.
And he added that his journey will end up in Rumania.
German cyclists couple who we met at Serbia Montenegro.
"Wow! Long time travellers, look at them, they are long time travellers."
On seeing us the woman traveller cried out as if something'd been written on our face.
They'd been cycling along the river Donau to Black Sea. In contrast, we'd been cycling
over Asia to mid of Europe. Thankfully, we were given their invitation and contact to visit their
home in Germany and they wouldn't neglect to tell us detailed route informations,
which was how we could meet up a local priest family on that night.
As we recall, it was the most valuable treasure throughout our journey that
we could meet and talk to those travellers, who rarely come across in ordinary life,
We got to learn many things from them sharing time with them.
Title - A water color in ordinary life, Composer: Tae Gun Sim (freebgm.net)
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