The worked at my favourite. Chapter 5. Part 2. Doooooo!
The worked at my favourite. Chapter 1. Part 1. (Remake)
The worked at my favourite. Chapter 1. Part 2.
The worked at my favourite. Chapter 1. Part 3
The worked at my favourite. Chapter 1. Part 4
The worked at my favourite. Chapter 2. Krakow-the Royal road
The worked at my favourite. Chapter 2. Krakow-Wieliczka
The worked at my favourite. Chapter 2. Krakow-Wawel castle
The worked at my favourite. Chapter 3. Short
The worked at my favourite. Chapter 3. Short. Part 2
The worked at my favourite. Chapter 4. Part 1. Parliament
The worked at my favourite. Chapter 4. Part 2. Buda castle
The worked at my favourite. Chapter 4. Part 2. Fisherman's Bastion and another oopsie
The worked at my favourite. Chapter 4. Part 3. Basilica. Istvana
The worked at my favourite. Chapter 4. Part 3. The Parliament and heroes Square
The worked at my favourite. Chapter 5. Part 1. Doooooo!
A little boring... But the road home is always boring and sad... Because the adventure is almost over...
And that seems to be all senses: push yourself pedal gas songs a tambourine under his breath, Yes keep up, but gasoline Tat is inexorably coming to an end, and the guys did not stop!
Carlog has shown terrible for my psyche, a figure of 66 km before refueling. I actually have usually everything revolves around hundreds. 100 000 mileage — this is the Ales, although the Chord is now 130,000, and with him I did not even think to say goodbye, 100 km to the gas station, such figures I can at night to frighten is powerful horror... In rare cases I lowered the distance to 90 km. And then 66! No, can you imagine? 66! ! ! In General, I was thinking that would collapse at the first gas station and not care about the companions, I stopped that at all intersections, which we together passed, every time I was going to turn to any side, just not in the right, and even in this situation, I was ready again to wander in one person, but Blanco, no matter what, to feed.
Suddenly the tables have turned before, and back to the woods! Heavenly office apparently decided to take pity on me, and when I saw Macaulay on the horizon in the dark gas station, spit on all and there was going to feed a Man with gasoline, my fellow travellers really need the toilet! Mazel tov!
While they were araseli border drains, I made white-winged and, with relief having exhaled, sat behind the wheel and prepared to go further.
Despite the pitch darkness, I didn't panic like on the way to Krakow, it was not excitement that I want to follow closely the pointers, I wasn't alone... and that inside, I poured some nice calming feeling... to Catch a ass adventure — it is certainly very entertaining, but last week I picked up so much that it required time to digest and to obtain a volvulus...
Seeing the path of the pointer, indicating that the route leads to the fraternal Belarusian state, I finally calmed down, but the guys still tried to keep up!
Suddenly sat down on the bumper a hell of a truck gazorazryadnaya xenon The worst thing is that to keep distance he was not going and occasionally climbs on the separation, thereby blind me even more... He then chased and hung on the rear bumper, then behind, then dub, then blind in my right mirror, then the left... But for some reason did not pass On the back... shiver... I was immediately reminded of "Jeepers creepers" who watched, he will understand. Rusty van with no Windows! I still remember how the thought with a shudder, stomping on the pedal and trying to keep up with her. Thank God that the road I was not alone. Even though the guys wouldn't stop, if anything, but still, their presence was somewhat reassuring, the road, meanwhile, was solely through the forest. We didn't come across settlements... Not burning lights... Pitch darkness, the trees... and a creepy van, crentsil a few dozen centimeters tail...
Almost before the border, he finally overtook our small karavanic and flashed Belarusian numbers...
When they reached the checkpoint, I was happily surprised to find that no queues, just 15 minutes has passed control from Poland and went to Belarus, and the guys stopped to NAP between States, sweetly buried their noses in their jackets!
-Hello!
-Hello! Are you alone?
-Yes!
-And without protection?
-That's right!
-Not scary?
I contemptuously chuckled wearily reached out to check the documents and opened for inspection the trunk, when suddenly the border guard asked sarcastically about the transported alcohol.
A bottle of wine and a beer.
From last trip I firmly deposited in the memory, especially when such inspections do not think, therefore, I, without batting an eye, they've painted the whole picture in liters, and even provided the exact number of cans and bottles. Well, what did you expect from a former accountant? Accountants are not, they are born! And then I, like a bolt from the sky, fell on the head of the information that one adult the face the maximum you can bring 3 liters of alcohol!
-And now, to throw it away?-timidly I asked, as if hinting that their reserves are not going to leave.
Well, probably. Not only here, but in Poland!-squinted slyly, said the border guards.
Imagine my face at that moment?
-So You offer me to return to Poland, to pass control to the exit to throw out there is nevkusnuyu beer and pass control to the entry?
-Well, Yes!
Even in the scenario that he's just annoying to me from the boredom of the situation, I was not pleased!
-Comrade guards! Well, have mercy, I to you on the skis arrived (C) one all alone all the way from Budapest to you without Navigator has arrived! Please don't execute! and shirokovo smiled, ingratiating wypoczywa eyes, let me doooooo! I laaaaame want to! I bleated, trying to soak a callous heart sleepy border guards.
-Okay, lady! Go already, keep it moving!
I looked around in search of someone I could hold, but finding behind not a single living soul, not even to thank did not, stepped on the gas and quickly hurried away out of sight, until the man changes his mind, because the owner is standing in front mikromashinki from Russia with beaten was unloaded from the trunk of the third crate of beer and pogranets with him cursing and as I offered to return it all to the territory of the European Union...
By the time I got to the road leading to Moscow, due to the time spent behind the wheel, was already lost. Arrow has long passed for the morning, and I slowly continued driving home.
After a few hours on the horizon a glimmer of dawn, the road began to get cars with Russian numbers, which suggests that we are getting closer and closer to your goal!
In the morning I stopped at the gas station, parked a white-winged at the pump, throwing open the door, literally fell out of the parlor for foot I have absolutely not kept. Head like normal, but my legs apparently decided to live separately... Skopiroval and sat down on the threshold of the car, I a few seconds trying to understand what happened. The people at the gas station looked at me dumbfounded, thinking, probably, that I continue to celebrate the New year behind the wheel.
The route from the border with Belarus to Moscow was for me a hell. I have almost a day was driving with no shifts and no sleep. Moscow did not want to approach the brain is stronger than vibrated in the cranial box, the song coming from the radio I almost do not hear the feeling that I was in a long tunnel, and somewhere in the distance music is playing. Around nothing existed but the white-winged and tracks! I'm all turned into a vision, because the other senses are denied, giving strength to the eyes and brain... Thank God that the street early in the morning...
Getting to the ring road, I realized that I did not understand what's going on and have little control over the situation. Around the crowded and chaotic flicker of a pile of machines that I have not enough attention. In spite of this, the first thing we drove to the car wash, I washed the man she Loved, and only then in 3 calling was dragged into his den all the countless handbags, bags, koshelechki, a suitcase and a snowboard.
The stomach was growling, but my head was one stupid idea... After 25 hours of reports that I went to the side of the house, it was necessary to proclaim the curious readers, that I'm safe and sound overcame 1824 km in one sitting in one brazen red face and reached home.
The clock showed 18 to 30, the parents were away... Appetite was absent. I opened a can of Polish beer to celebrate their successful landing in the native land and taking a SIP, with the enchanting dizziness and outgoing from under the feet of the ground, catching the yellow flickering in the eyes of the points, slid down the nearest wall to the floor. When they reached the laptop with one finger stumbles that I feel bad in my ears hisses, eyes yellow, the head turns... Advised to drink a glass of vodka. I'm a stupid gullible girl. He climbed into the refrigerator, found the Christmas bubble and made a tasty SIP... the Result: until 4 am I was awake and I could not calm down! And the most interesting thing in the background off of the senses, I was so aggravated by the sight that I stood on the balcony and stared at the night Moscow... In 9 days I missed her terribly! Abroad is good, but at home, anyway, always better!
Before bed, I talked with those who every day read my stories about the journey and laughed at the man, who all the way thought my story is completely fiction. Has not provided photos, I never believed!
So ended one of my most vivid travel!
It's been 2 years, and the emotions from the memories still sometimes I can't handle it! It was the journey that gave me the feeling of complete freedom! Visit SO FREE is not given to everyone... And you, as owners, for the most part understand or realize how this... Take the wheel favorite car and sped over the horizon from all problems to a meeting full of suspense...
We in Poland on the first day of Eurocontol...
The tat under the walls of Wawel castle...
The ill-fated Parking...
After washing in retirement at the house!)))
Your Strawberry-traveler!)))))
On all national signs, you could not safely get back. This once again confirms that not only us sinners but even in the heavenly office is in charge of our destinies, going full chaos and confusion. Overlooked...
What I sincerely congratulate you!
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Another was a trip to Pyatigorsk))) But the idea is that you had to read in the BZ)))) There is also something on the order of 1700км one person one way))) I love to steer...))) I would be truckers!
Well, that's something I don't understand, the idea is there a limit on strong to 3l, and as a lot of low alcohol... But not in the total amount of 3 liters...
"On the contrary" it's a knock-out mix)))) And the next day we crossed out of life)))
=))) Nothing like))) But there are some places that I because of the circumstances the machine will never be able to drive... if only for pensions))))
In General, you understand me!)))
hmm 1824км not huhry-muhry, I'm from Spain drove 1280км rested, fresh, and arrived in Brussels almost dead, made only one stop at the gas station near Paris. but in General, for me the real vacancy it on the machine, nothing compares to it, no planes and trains...
in General, I'm happy for you that they arrived safe and sound. Hello everyday!
I still Pyatigorsk in one sitting get))) I like it, but this trip did not stop, because on the track to slow one once it was terrible((( motels dalnoboev on the track especially the guard... ATM already, closer to home, the less desire to stay)))
Heroic tour, but the return is too dangerous deductible so myself, I'm more than 1400 a day has not passed and then only because it was necessary to the property within a family.
But otherwise clever, determination is often not enough and men and then ...
Uuuuuu, crutch!))) Rest well!))) Will return, will share impressions))) And I'll try to get to George!))) TTT three times!)))
VikaKlubnika
Vooooo!))) come on!))) current after may, but then I'd miss all((( so I here all the tape started... No time even to see what people have going on((( at work oops(((
Me with 1 and 10 will not be anywhere else, I'm on vacation... no gadgets.
Vooooo!))) come on!))) current after may, but then I'd miss all((( so I here all the tape started... No time even to see what people have going on((( at work oops(((
Yeah, fun you... but I'm on stacherski at every show I go :) now I will photochemi spam in the blog.
Weak, could not resist the pressure and courage girl :) even I can only imagine what you do with them is already done...
I'll wait for the stories and photo-podtverzhdenie.
Count, they're all just in the last 2 days was almost posbirali from me))) So I have kurolesit self))))
Oh, I'm scared... Vic is on the loose, all afraid and Hove :)
Go and found there are already victims who naively think that they will keep you company?
Alyosha, I'm with you Peter, and bring a bunch of pictures, and stories about how I was there kuralenya))))
Good trip turned out!
For some time, you're my Muse is tortured and will arrive in silence, not delighting us with their stories... or will it be just the time to find the next adventure?
Horas, still have to get you... the question is still open, if I let go, then we get)))
Truth is I do not know varolina I will or not... I have, damn already back(((
I always knew you were a heroic girl) I to Prague 1.600 kopecks per 24 hours have passed so you know what it costs you.)
So right now you found the strength to finish the final part of the "eurocontol")
we have the Passat B3 was 600,000 mileage (and XS as twisted), hundreds were cut down as from the factory, he worked as a watch, only the body decayed, sorry sold. Highly reliable car. So I'm on the run don't watch, look at the state
Just above I said... Stop for the night on the road did not dare, and the closer they approached to Moscow, the less I see the need in it)))
1500 do for 17 hours in Moscow~ the Krasnodar and is in Civica and he is not particularly comfortable, but is also sometimes throws the shakes but I rest about 30 minutes after 700 km and back to Moscow and leave the food long stretch last days, for girls 1800 is a lot of why so rape! Eye some give for life
Yes... the Button is a button... I used the handbrake was)) as disappeared, immediately escaped)))
well done, I am here because 5 years ago, too, could and slipped to such an adventure, now that there is a button already not to the adventures of...although sometimes I want to sit in the car and rush off somewhere...
why silly? travel is always cool, there is certainly a touch of risk, but all are good)))))a desperate act, but emotions, experiences and most importantly what could have coped necasova)))))
I really want to Germany, but while Asia attracts more and more... By and large there remains one interesting me the place... So up to you as some doberus)))
Congratulations on the arrival, I watched your progress. Still a little bit and we have reached, in Germany, and then we would met you. Of course 1800 without rest is not too shabby. Don't you feel sorry for ourselves.
:)
I agree!
There is something to see!
I for four days — kilometers 100 trodden (need your step to watch...)
And that's going yet in his native land, to travel on may...
But home is still BETTER!
g4aleks
"Abroad is good, but at home, anyway, is always better!" ©
+100500
Just yesterday (today) at 1.30 crawled to the bed... how I understand you!
...especially because, for example, in Munich interesting thing?!
Here knuckle Yes beer — Yes, and so... boring!
:)
Well, nah... don't think... I think that abroad a loooot of interesting things, however, like at Home))) everyone has their own preferences... some people kabakovich, someone to extremality, and I race on the minutes give))))
I respect the fact that the house is all... All my dear)))
:)
Yes!
That weekend in Malta — and there is a summer kitchen, and attractions, but still — the house is just too small.
"Abroad is good, but at home, anyway, is always better!" ©
+100500
Just yesterday (today) at 1.30 crawled to the bed... how I understand you!
...especially because, for example, in Munich interesting thing?!
Here knuckle Yes beer — Yes, and so... boring!
:)
in General don't even know what comment to write, so I like this trip) Because it was not afraid to go alone and not getting lost, and the disease did not succumb! In General, you've really inspired me!
Not, you know... I probably needed some time alone... sometimes I like to relax one)))