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chilly After a few weeks we made the decision to return to Britain before the winter did we stuck in Turkey ...
Sleeping bags, tents and jackets were not adapted too ... We began to shiver in the dark stump!
We had no stove ...
Especially, the sub began to fail seriously.
Resigned in Budapest we still enjoyed most of the last days of our little adventure, before planning a return to our quaint country:

Put a bike on a bus Eurolines is possible, if so. We bought quilt (superb baroque motifs with interlacing) to hide our package, and then we bought cardboard boxes. At the bus station, we dismantled the bikes speed over the bottom side of the road and packed them in boxes biclous, wheels in the covers, and purses. The drivers took a skeptical look pretty weird seeing the pile that was piled on the wharf.
- It's not normal painting units, you should pay more: 20 euros.
- Ok, no problem!!!!!!!!

Nous étions ravi de payer ce bakchich, sachant que leur refus aurait signifié devoir tout remonter sur le champs, avec un pneu crevé, refaire les 7km à pieds jusqu'au centre et enfin trouver une compagnie aérienne lowcost qui prend les vélos pour une somme raisonnable. Ce qui n'est pas une sinécure, après recherche évidement.

Après une bonne trentaine d'heures de trajet, nous étions sur le quai de la gare d'Auray, de nuit, à remonter pédales, roues et guidons sous la pluie, accueillis par les parents qui nous mitraillaient de photos. Quelle sensation étrange...
Et voila, après 5 mois passés sur les routes et sous la tente, de l'Irelande à la Norvège, jusqu'en Hongrie, il faut revenir sur terre et se réhabituer à la vie "normale", se remettre aux démarches de recherche d'emploi.
Nous espérons pouvoir repartir un jour, durant nos vacances, pour entamer une seconde étape vers l'Est... En attendant, nous profitons de nos proches et de nos lits douillets.

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Germany Hungary in autumn

Nous avons quitte notre camp de base de Wiesbaden en Allemagne le 12 octobre pour rejoindre "le Beau Danube Bleu"...

Dès les premiers jours le thermomètre est descendu et nous nous sommes vraiment rendu compte de ce qu'etait le camping quand ça caille VRAIMENT! Comme par chance, these first three weeks we have crossed that two passenger bike, one chti (Lawrence hello!) swallower "professional" of kilometers of bicycle paths throughout Europe, the other an old German, " German Willi ", ex-commando intructeur, adventurer and musher in Alaska. This second

Gadjo 70 years we had a coffee in the morning mist. He was pulling a cart and a bicycle overloaded from Georgia. Military life leaves traces to protect themselves from possible attacks, this one has 4 arms, according to 4 levels of danger: pepper spray, a machete, 9mm pistol, and finally a sort of stylus "James Bond" in the stowed front pocket et qui "te détruit une tete en 2 secondes" (il nous l'a montré entre 2 rondelles de saucissons).

Un soir en Bavière, dans le brouillard mouillant qui tombe, nous avons envie de trouver un hangard ou une grange pour nous abriter. Dans un hammeau, deux hommes nous demandent si nous cherchons quelques choses: c'est le docteur et son voisin, un retraité alerte et joviale, qui nous propose le rez de chaussée de sa grande maison traditionnelle, "si Madame est d'accord". Erick et Angelika, économistes à la retraite pour la coopération allemande a l'étranger, nous ouvrent leur porte et nous offrent une douche chaude (la meilleure de toute ma vie et de loin!), un lit, des bières et des Apples! They have lived through two in Mali, Mauritania, Chad, Brazil, where they learned French and Portuguese. Both are extremely nice and helpful with us, interesting and open. This cottage has unexpectedly offered to people so pleasing brings us a huge comfort.

Arrived in Ulm, we took the Euro Velo 6, which links St Nazaire in the Danube Delta in Romania. We followed him to Austria, passing through beautiful passages around Passau (Germany). And then a few days ago, after Linz, we alapagué an Gaillard on his houseboat, asking if he took passengers: surprise, it is ok !!!!!!!
We climbed aboard and met Donald and Svenja, a Dutch couple, their little boy "Leon" and their two huge dogs. They have welcomed us on board three days. The barge "Belle Air" is named the Chevrolet of Donald, his second passion after the ship. He can carry an incredible Conteners. Cost of boat: 1.6 million euros, plus the outboard and the 4x4 in the back, is their floating home along European rivers. On board we spend time in the cockpit to learn what there is to know: radar, giant locks, the radio .... From the top of our bench overlooking the river, we discover a landscape ancient makes cities and Baroque churches, vineyards, castles in ruins, but also the bleak wilderness that is often the Danube.

In Bratislava we will land with a crew in the speedboat and take a taxi to visit the city. Team back with the boat, we were in the Home paillotte where they dine, with a Slavovica pepper. Donald Bacardi drink from a cup of beer was 1 liter. It is torn and unbridled, but it manages to reach the barge later without too much zig-zags on the river ...

The next evening, Friday, Oct. 30, they put us down in Budapest. That is where we've been in a hostel surreal, on 1st floor of a building Art Nouveau dilapidated that makes us think of a decoration of Almodovar, happily idle! For Halloween, we were invited to a party given at American expatriates, Happy guy living in an apartment close to Parliament. We met different nationalitées and have feasted until 4am, before walking to the hostel with our two companions met Greek in the morning at the hostel, Costa and Spyros. The city is beautiful and decrepit, dynamic and peaceful. Full of paradoxes. We are charmed by the atmosphere and feast our eyes heritage art nouveau and art deco, even if it is in very bad condition ...


The suite is still uncertain. The cold has fallen everywhere. Camper by -2 degree is really awful, especially when night falls at 16:30 and can not be read without wearing gloves and hats! we were a little loose ball head with our Queshuas! The survival blankets were useful, light a campfire to dry as socks and gloves, and warm up a box. But we still managed to cook a tartiflette the waterfront, where a wet evening light a fire has demanded the sacrifice of a few pages of Tolkien! Cedric fell into the water shortly after washing their hands. Already we were not very clean ... Turkish fishermen we were offered tea (the other was beer!). That

our first 3 weeks, well filled, fresh as well. We started in the right season there is no doubt!

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En route to Asia

late September in Wiesbaden ... The burn heals slowly while our bodies farnientent rendered inactive, giving free rein to our minds to wander on roads. And so begins the desire to continue to creep into our little heads. But we do not decide soon, because we are full of doubts. Also, even after came to an agreement, the route took us days of reflection to weigh each constraint.

First is the budget issue, because out of Europe must expect an avalanche of expenses (vaccinations, biometric passports, insurance, equipment). Next, prepare an itinerary that dream over cards or a high channel pronounce names of places or mythical dream is to venture ...

But the endless geopolitical problems hinder your desires. There are the wars, dictatorships, the bureaucracy that seem specially-heavy approach of the borders. There are also mined areas, epidemics ... And want to travel the Silk Road, do not linger too long on the site "Travel advice" of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, although useful. Or it never goes out of Morbihan!

Here, we do not return until next summer after all. The bicycle, the road and "abroad" call us. Arriving in a distant country in the saddle, after miles of scenery on leashes down the tarmac odds, what a feeling!

We want to go to Turkey along the Danube from Germany to Serbia. Then, things are uncertain, modes of transport to move from the Caucasus to northern India remain to be defined according to the news and advice from people we meet along the road. Ultimately, we hope to go to China if the knees, head and biclous hold up!

To prepare this "second" departure, we were fortunate to be hosted, first Franck in Germany and then at Amelia and Florent in Paris (thank you). This allowed us to obtain a biometric passport in 2 weeks in Frankfurt (Cedric), getting stung was the Pasteur Institute (scam!) Paris (Hepatitis A, Typhoid, Rabies, DT Polio), d buy winter clothes (mattress floor ultra light, double fleece shorts, same for tops, waterproof mittens, hats, t-shirts, merino wool). He also had to take an insurance for international assistance. That of "Old Camper" is very ineressante for its price (88 euros for the year 1 person) and covers more especially the sport (and yes we are great athletes from now!).

We leave tomorrow October 12, along the Rhein first, with a little time very fresh perspective!

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Groß sores aber nicht Kaput! 3400km and bandages ...

Oslo Wiesbaden in Germany, we tried a little exhaust in the fall.
late August we arrived at Helsingor in Denmark is 40 km from Copenhagen. In this beautiful ancient city, we met Glen took us to his house to use the internet. Finally, we have a good time to drink a coffee and discuss the capital. A guided tour is prepared on google map.


On Saturday after lunch, we climb into a train heading Copenhaguen not to miss the warm atmosphere of the capital at night. Glen has suggested le rejoindre dans un bar a vin mais les choses vont se passer differement.
En effet, nous avons un "bon" pour un restaurant ici meme (merci Dany!!) et nous avons bien l'intention de nous lacher! La ville offre en effet tout un tas de tentations pour nous qui vaguabondons depuis Oslo. Apres un dine au "Caphorn" dans la jolie rue de Nyhavn, devant les vieux bateaux, nous terminons notre delicieuse bouteille de Cote de Bourg (dont nous avons souvent reves) en terrace. Nous y rencontrons Max et Helene, un couple de francais qui revient d'Icelande! Nous filons au cafe voisin pour descendre quelques verres ensemble et partager nos aventures. Quand ceux ci repartent, nous continuons sur notre lancee et rencontrons peu apres un autre couple de Norvegiens, musicians here on vacation. With Monika, we discuss Herbjorg Wassmo, an author of his country that I love and which she has written to the Univerity ... Here

address his MySpace, to discover that sweet northern route, a bit melancholy:
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Copenhaguen We leave the beautiful green roofs and gray the on-day, along the coast. The fine weather and the wind south-west with us. He does not let go.


Danish For our last night, we meet someone special:
At nightfall, between dogs and wolves in the flat countryside, we ask a man trying to repair an old box, if the fields next to our tent can accommodate.
This is the same mechanic in the film "U-Turn! A head of lashes was scathing in his den mechanistic ... In his impeccable English but ax, he announced triumphantly "You Can Have my backyard ... For free !!!!" . Grand Prince. He repeats 10 times it's free and limping with us in his garden, cluttered with old mobs, awaiting repair. It launches a moment on the subject. Stops every 30 seconds , we fixed, mocking, and exploded with a thunderous laugh! We too are laughing, but we know what to replicate because our Mechanical vocabulary is limited.
The appointment is for the cafe came to 9am. We couc hons creuves dirty and, after emptying a bottle of cherry wine (!), Who relaxes well. The next day we
frapons 3 times at the door but Erik, our funny and breakfast and did not wake. So we start to Rodby, last port before Germany .

On the road, Cedric recounts the events of the night: During
2h the madman has took over his car and running around the house making the engine roar and the first shower. At night, sliding es controls, accelerations angry, until the sound of that bumper eclate non-loin. Ensuite il l'a entendu parler et ruminer pour lui-meme dans la maison. Heureusement, je ronfflais et n'ai rien entendu...

Et nous voici apres quelques heures dans le "no-man's-land" de Puttgarden (sans compter les hectares-carres de palettes de bieres du magasin de fronti ere), point de depart de notre marathon du train allemand jusqu'a Cologne. Il nous faut 20h pour y arriver, dont 9 dans la gare de Breme ou nous arrivons a minuit. Nous observons la le "bal" d'hommes et de femmes a la derive, qui forment un noyau de folie douce sur les banc s metalliques de la salle des "pas perdus". Et pourtant...
Nos yeux sont comme des cameras qui saisissent those surreal moments and tragically commonplace. Fatigue increases our acuity has to take this "unbearable lightness" of these lives, breaks somewhere, "Godo pending. Each station has an edge che loneliness, alcoholism, a ship of fools anonymous, open to the four winds, has crossed the stream of commuting. A suitcase
feet for an unlikely departure, interior monologues of a high-way, as recites mantras, the laughter of the tramps in the fetal position, teasing guards who know them, outbursts of anger and joyfully reunited her around the vino Blanco has 4 sub.
the morning, the station is filling again and neighbors disappear in the crowd before being replaced by those we call "Team Day".
We're leaving.

At 14h we arrived in Cologne, where the fair is taking co mmerce fair. All rooms are rented. We succeed when even the end of the day was "Empfänger Welt", a nice friendly hostel and original ( http://www.koeln-hostel.de/ ). Despite tiredness, we still do stuff, like a laundry histoi re to arrive fresh at the wedding of Jan and Kerstin tomorrow.

morrow, Saturday, September 5 grosssse Katastrophe!!
Cedric reverses a cup of the bouillante sur ma jambe: brulure du second degre de la taille de la main. La chaire est a vif, il y a de nombreuses cloques pas belles du tout, 3h avant la ceremonie!!!
20minutes de douches froides, un empactage de gazes et sparadr ap et un doliprane plus tard et nous voila devant Santa Maria im Kapitol.
Tout le mariage se passe vraiment tres bien. Au debut du r ep as, les maries presentent l'ensemble des tables d'invites. Nous sommes a la table internationale avec les cousins d'Amerique et d'Angleterre! Les plats et les jeux se succedent dans une ambiance joyeuse. Les invites se Confuse quickly, thanks to the presentations. It are many songs, photos, a guestbook, excitement ...


The next day we can not run because of the Brul ure. After brunch "return" or we say aur evoir married young, head for the station to Wiesbaden aden. Frank's uncle Cedric we accueuil. And new s are the lowest since, after a big e week


enjoy the family and to rest. We're doing good ballads vec Margot and Patrick and spend a brilliant day voyage to the presentation of pupils of Franck, in high school in Frankfurt, where he teaches french and German. We answer questions from students and we have lots of fun chatting with them.


After a final medical opinion, taken just today, we hit the road in 2 or 3 days. There are at least 1000 km, while we sink into the folds of increasingly red and golds of autumn. Do not hang out!

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2nd night in Papenburg Germany, where we met the family Ziegert, who took us under his wing after a night thunderstorm and torrential rain.
Hello Maria, if you read this ...;-) We Spent a very good time with You!

The next day we left for Denmark, disgusted by the rain ...



The Danmark owns many sculptures in the city streets. Generally small and representative personages in their daily lives, or in poetic vision attached to the wild. This one is quite original and is done to the sea the color of the stone that blends into the sky.



Scandinavia compe enormously shelter for hunters and hikers, scattered throughout the countryside and parks nationals. You can spend the night, sometimes there is a chimney ... And always lots of mosquitoes.



Strawberries Danish mmhhhh ......!




With Daniel, we escaped a storm on the west coast of Denmark, finding a fishing hut with fire!

We spent the night in large schools on July 30, rocked by the wind furious!



Macs Danuss ... On fire ...



Last night before Danmark Norway. A beautiful star. 14 ferry hours ahead.




The mountain that plunges into the sea or the sea that slips through the mountains ... The road follows the shoreline takes many ferries crossing the fjords.



fishing "miraculous" dip line, wait a minute, it's good climb! The waters are everywhere
transparent. Dark or bright depending on the weather. From a metallic sheen in the sun.





After crossing the ferry, climbing. Km of effort and the neck comes into view. We hurry to ride the final 100 meters to switch to the other side and be able schuss down the other side who plunges into the fjord below. Incidentally, the mountains offer some breathtaking views, the everlasting snows, the boreal storms of heaven ...




"Back to civilization" Trondheim or we find Francois and Marie-Jo that we have booked a hotel room. The bed is almost too sweet!

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In countries Viking ...

We arrived on August 5 to Hirtshals in northwestern Denmark. The next day we took the boat to Bergen, "Pearl of Norway" (with emphasis Frederic Mitterand), a third stage. At this time the weather is magnifique, et ce depuis plus de 48h!!! Le ciel est bleu et nous sommes sur les falaises a cote du port. Devant nous une mer d'huile et derriere, le phare blanc et le sempiternel drapeau danois qui flotte.

Nous sommes arrives le 18 juillet a Amsterdam, et nous n'avons pas traine au Pays Bas. A Assen, nous sommes tombes sur un energumene accueillant mais fêle. Un destin un peu tragique de l'immigration avec quelques problemes psy... Las, trempes et un peu hagards nous avons suivit Ali chez lui et avons ecoute la tirade de sa vie a la fois impressionnante et compliquee. Mais son monologue incoherent et emporte a eu raison de nous et nous sommes tombes comme des mouches sur le grabat, jusqu'a ce que le lendemain, l'air vicie de l'appartement drives us apart. But point out campaign! Only the periurban or open field, shredding wind turbines, towers and lines of communication. Drowned in the tidal Marree cyclists, we lost our "status" of passengers on a bike! After the United Kingdom and Ireland, where everyone was talking to us, or the campaign was smart and cheerful, the transition was stiff!
The rain has continued to Germany. A Pappensburg we suffered a terrible storm. We were just below the shade of an oak tree (!) In the middle of a meadow. The next day we asked the tent in a field of motorhomes. Too lazy to look better! And indeed our neighbors were very nice: family Siegert, with Mathias, Heike, a young married Eastern in 1989, and their two daughters, the oldest, Maria, 21, is the interpreter. With them we are talking about the Wall and films like "Good By Lenin" or "The Lives of Others", who have many keys. Around beers and cappuccinos, we pass one of our best evenings.

The next day, rain and storm are back. We take for info on ticket prices train to the border Danish: 67 euros to go to Flensburg and with two bikes! Impossible in France with SNCF ...

The next day we attack so the Viking land, or the happiness of the calf ... It is the ideal country for a relaxing holiday making barbeucs, the bike without getting tired and cut pieces of fat with the friendly in Denmark. In the ports the ships are beautiful: lots of 3 masts and sail-like traditional longship.
Life is very cool in the first Scandinavian country we are experiencing. There are many shelters "trappers" hide here and there where you can spend the night. After 3 days, we meet Daniel, a German came to tour the country by bicycle. At 25, he had a few trips "backpack" behind him, but the pedal for the first time. We spent five days together and last night, stop in our tracks by a storm, we are sleeping in a cabin fishing on an isthmus. With fire! For our farewell party we were enjoying the fire crackles. The wind blows out and we are properly installed under the thatched roof and into our sleeping bags.

few days later, after crossing the smooth, flat countryside, here we are near to climb in the last ferry to Norway and its fjords, where we found Frank and Mary Jo and took the rest with them. In effect, Hirtshals, we pass the threshold of 2000 km! The
we sleep for the first time at the beautiful star after our noodles ...


And here we are August 25 in Gothenburg, Sweden!

We spent barely two weeks in Norway. For us the most beautiful country in the world. It's a miracle that we found a computer and an internet cafe (and scandinavia yes everyone has his "Laptop" or "Notebook" and uses the wifi ...), no USB port or SD ...
So we have welcomed the Fjords: transparent metallic black water, snow, wooden houses, steep slopes ... Here the rain is a necessary evil to appreciate the nuances of lights and shadows that reveal a smooth view of the mountains on the horizon. Cedric said that it looks like the port in the Alps but Bono
...:-) We arrived in Bergen so. In this beautiful city we have been impressed by the size of tugboats, Amara on the docks. L'Abeille Flandre beside looks ... From a bee! It can imagine the power of the storms down the winters.

Nous avons fait la connaissance de cyclo-randonneurs, plutot aguerit, avec qui nous avons passes un bon moment a echanger des souvenirs et des conseils. Ayant prit rendez vous avec Francois et Marie Jo a Trondheim plus au nord, nous avons fait un bout de trajet en bus en longeant la cote et en prenant different bacs (entre les deux villes s'etend LA region des fjords).

A Ålesund, nous avons repris la route en lacets dans la fraicheur de cette fin de saison. Le tapis des sous bois commencait a regorger de baie et les bords de routes croulent sous les framboisiers. Partout il y a de l'eau claire qui sourdre et coule en ruisseaux, en cascades, en rivieres tumultueuses turquoises a travers la foret boreale et le long des versants de montagnes. Il n'y has only to stoop to drink and wash with cool water!

After a few passes, a few villages, some ferries across fjords, we joined Trondheim, where we waited four days of intense pampering! Resto, sleeping and camping in a small cottage to enjoy all four meet. Only the weather was unpleasant and that is what drove us to decide especially halfway around August 17. We joined
Oslo by train, always with Francois and Marie Jo, and enjoy the scenery and sleepy.

Then we had 2 weeks to reach Copenhagen. The road was not always pretty nor very quiet, we often had doubts about our choice of route. We really regret deeply not to have pushed a little further north, and experienced the miracle of the Lofoten fishery, for example! But the fall we fall over with his pumpkin, his mature and wild geese which pass immence colonies over us, we reassure ourselves and think of the roasted chicken with chestnuts, eaten as soon!

Time comes to an end. In a few days in Copenhagen we will or we will take the bus to Cologne, where we expect the marriage of Kerstin and Jan 5 September ...

soon for new adventures with wheels. Big kisses to everyone and enjoy!

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Bloody weather!

We went for over one month and are already passing through''4''countries of Anglo-Saxon culture. Everywhere we've been through the stomach price: nourishment, your housing ... And on top of the market, it rains every day for 3 weeks ....... With a final climax in Newcastle, which took one pair of shoes Goretex, 2 kway and our morale (at least on the surface only!).

So why you ask me to choose the United Kingdom and Ireland for their holidays, or as everyone knows it rains and quail?

Well

under wet and expensive aspects of these regions lies a fantastic life, that of head first, joyous, often mischievous phlegmatic, welcome foreigners, and happy to eat too, but it is a another story. Then, one of nature explodes in bogs, forests, meadows ... Life in tent allowed us to feel, listen, observe wildlife and students: gray geese on the lakes, fans, birds of prey, insects, white sheep and black-headed black-headed white. All evolve in a sea of green as the rain is humming.

From Galway we crossed lakes Conemara with Christophe and Philippe, cyclo-tourists Toulouse. A tribute was given a sour well "Michael" from one of Ben Hills' something. That's what we saw taking over in Ireland. We have suffered a terrible storm passing our first pass through misty mountains and deserted. Then we drove up to Belfast.

is a city that seems very nice and represents roughly our 1000 1st Km! The beer is good and reward the weary traveler. The Irelandais there are still very nice! From

we pass in southern Scotland. The country and its people have made a very strong impression: we were throwing pebbles, invite dine, fill the geule whiskey, everywhere we were talking, deals, advice, questions, feeds! The only time a lack, that we were attracted by the north and the Highlands. We will return! On July 16 we arrived in England and we've rallied New Castle, following our biggest stage: 80 km and buttocks neous as ever! That's lower than we suffered our biggest time, which prevented us from exploring the city further, then it seems to possess a dynamic and heteroclyte architecture and an interesting history. For culture, we went to see Harry Potter in English please!

We took the boat to Amsterdam where it was hoped a bit of dry weather, in the absence of a little heat. Unfortunately, depression in July that we could been 3 years, we continued its assiduitees. His last few days we've put the Netherlands and Germany are from yesterday or the storm was still calls under our tent to prevent us from sleeping! We still have a seed of hope to finish the tube sunscreen before Norway ...

When a physical condition, ca va! The first step was loaded to discover new muscles has Aela.

We miss you all very strong, and we read all your emails and messages with a lot of fun. We think everyone has, holidaymakers, with bureatiers has Teva and nephews ...

you soon in heaven Scandinavian for a new episode of the gam chilly!

PS: Vaude tent made in Germany is not waterproof ......:))))))

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We enjoy the (Irish) crack!! Deciding

We can say what we wish, but the muscles are going well!
After two weeks of roads we arrived yesterday in Galway City in the footsteps of Fabio ... The first 200 terminals
Brittany have been a good warm up and then, yes, cyclo-touring is not the preserve of large knurled good, clean shaven!
Our pleasure increases with the miles, especially as we discover in Ireland, a country rich in scenery, ou il faudra revenir tellememt il y a de choses a voire.

Nous nous organisons ainsi: on s'arrete le soir dans une ferme et demandons un petit bout de pres pour planter la tente. C'est pratique et ca permet de rencontrer des gens accueillant, pour qui cela parait tout naturel (effet velo ou esprit irelandais?) . Jusqu'ici aucun probleme! Nous av ons meme eu le droit a l'Irish












Breakfast dans 2 fermes: jelly beans, cornflakes, tea, bacon, sausages, and toats with marmelade....Trop appreciable pour commencer la journee et une tres bonne occasion de discuter du pays avec les agriculteurs.

Notre Cliffs of Moher to the day has begun with this terrible news: Jacko's dead! So we bought the newspaper, what better tribute to eat cheddar''singing''I'm bad to the cliffs!?

our stove makes us good service: even if he must make a reservation of timber in the day and although it blackens the pop ote is tea and porridge every morning at the Cowboy (Indian horse, a soup). We are very pleased so far, despite the time it takes us. We tested the dried dung, wood and peat wet, no problem!
Tent Vaude to 200 euros (!) We have some concerns: the sheet of the soil is not very tight which makes us fear worse.
The harder it is to leave the organization early and to do more km in the day. This is the dilema between taking the time to look and move forward. There are also the everyday ailments: mosquitoes, ticks and face hordes of biting midges in squads of men in ambush outside the tent!
Apart from that we have been serious until last night, where we enjoyed our first pint of Guinness, followed by a fish and chips (yes, Jane!)
The green Ireland is''super'' , small plots, quiet cows, horses everywhere, cottages, small roads that wind along wooded hills ... All this is a treat for the eyes and the rhythms of the bike makes good appreciate it.
We let some news before arriving in Newcastle before mid July. Meanwhile
wear you well and thank you for all your messages!

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We have always wanted one and other travel. Like everyone else we've done a few days the tourists right or left, but the holiday does not satisfy us completely. We were not trying to make a concentrated full of exoticism for a change. Gradually the choice of cyclo-touring has become our little heads and we started thinking about this trip as an adventure on as nous souhaitions vivre. Le vélo en effet est parfait pour vagabonder, découvrir en prenant le temps d'observer et bien sûre pour aller à la rencontre des gens.
Discret et avançant à la force de ses muscles, le voyageur à deux roues n'impose pas sa présence d'emblée, mais s'insinue progressivement dans le paysage, en prenant la mesure de l'effort accomplit pour le contempler. C'est ainsi, pensons nous que le voyage parvient à griser nos neurones, aiguiser nos sens, à nous ouvrir aux autres...
La décision de partir fut aussi longue à prendre que nos préparatifs furent courts. Mais tout ce fourbis accumulé en un temps record permet de laisser une petite place à l'imprévu, who fail to pepper our debut ...!! Nothing is so graph: no time and even less space to go.
Charpentier and cartographer, to 29 months we let our work aside to rub shoulders with the great northern areas, before a permanent settlement that prevents us from achieving this escapade. But for that he had put some money aside anyway, and yes, it was necessary to provide a minimum! Here's basically what we chose, based on the budget and after going through numerous web sites of all kinds of travelers, magazines, adventure stories.
The book of Françoise and Claude Herve, recalling their 14 years of travel around the world by bike, was for us the starting point of our dream of cyclo travelers and a reference for many important details. You can find a link to their website below cons ...

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Julia started walking just before 11 months and just before Christmas. She was so proud of her. From the time she was dreaming. Christmas went well, Julia was afraid of Santa Claus, but she was in good spirits despite the fact that there were many people. It was really well in the arms of his mother. She had great gifts, but rather was interested in the photos.

Samuel, Julia and Jacob

C’est une vraie petite vedette. Dans le temps des fêtes, elle a commencé à connecter plus avec sa cousine de 2 ans, elles se faisaient de beaux câlins. Au début, Julia était jalouse lorsque maman était avec Léa. La travailleuse sociale a dit que s’est parce qu’elle n’a pas encore confiance à 100 % en sa maman. Nous avons eu notre premier rapport progrès en janvier. La travailleuse sociale était bien contente de l’évolution de Julia et nous a donné des petits trucs pour maximiser l’attachement.

Fête à Julia - 1 an

Le 19 janvier s’était sa fête de 1 an. Nous avons fêté avec toute la famille, il y avait 20 personnes. Julia était très contente de voir plein de ballounes, elle adore les pointées du doigt et jouer avec. C’était une belle soirée, mais nous avons dû attendre le lendemain pour voir le goûter du gâteau au chocolat, elle était trop fatiguée et s’est endormie dans les bras de maman!

Isabelle, Yan, Julia, Samuel et Jacob