Hugo par écrit

Well yesterday i arrived in Katmadhu. Nothing evenfull this time . It did take me 5 1/2 hours to drive the 120km ... It is because it is all mountain driving ... It was so beautifull , the nature , the cleaness and the quality of the air ... 5 1/2 hours of almost not trafic .... Like maybe saw 10 car in the fist 4 1/2 hours. I did think of you dad... Little mountain road more then 2000 m hi up and driving without any real protection (no fence ) with some places a nice drop all the way to the base of the mountain :S ... Gave me a few time verdigo ... So every time it made me think you

So it took me a few days to get to a internet cafe... I'm in Nepal less then 100km from Katmandu ! Ya !!! ... Was it easy ? Was it uneventfull ? Hmm... Let me think ... Since the last time i wrote 5 days ago this list of stuff happen to me... I drove 2 days in the monsun, crash my motor bike (dont worry moman in pefectly ok, that was 4 days ago), i go sick enough to have to stay in bed for 1 day in a crappy hotel in West Bengal, I saw a guy burn in a village funeral (sort of haft baked), I cross over to Nepal without being stop for my visa at the border, I drove today in a general stike, When they talk about strike in Nepal it no picnik ... This is a list (other one) of that i saw , 4 burn trucks, 2 burn buses, countless burning tires , the army, the Nepaless opposition blockade ... 2 of them... Dont worry moman i'm ok... but they make real good story... to give you a taste the first blockade ... They had put up a big ass tent in the middle of the highway... To my defence the man at the hotel had said that is was a transport strike but it was ok for the motorbike... Anyway... So all the man came out (about 30) and ask me where i was going and where i was from ... I keep cool (really what else is there to do) ... And after a very short debate ... They invited me in the tent for breakfast ! ... So you see mother , it was all very nice... Aldo i go water from a bucket what had questionable hygene ... After my short breakfast i was more worry about the drinking water then from the nepaless opposition... I lastly got a puncture just after thinking how lucky i had been to ride 9 month in India and not having a single puncture... I have to admit i was at the time laughing at Rene 3 puncture (at the same time) at the begining of my trip ... Sorry Rene , but some Indian god had is revenge for you... :P .... Now i meet two nice brother that found me a real nice 150 Nrd (2,15$) clean room with shower ... So you see moman there was (and still isn't ) anything to worry about

I have been in Calcutta (has you know) for a few days. I did not do to much , a few walks around and i when to the Nepal consulate to get my visa. I will leave Calcutta tomorrow morning and start my trip to Nepal. I cant wait !. But at night I have keep my self busy. Two night ago i was on the roof of the hotel. It is where my room is and it is very peaceful place. So i when to the edge of the roof and i saw that there was a lot of people on the other hotel roof so i started talking to them (my hotel roof is higher) after 5 minute they ask me to come over. The problem is that most hotel in Calcutta have a curfew. and it was past the curfew hour . So i tried to find a way down to there roof. It sounded easy because the 2 structure are connected... So all i had to do was to jumps 1 floor to there roof or hop the fence on the second floor... So I decided to try the fence on the second floor... Shit no luck the balcony on the second floor was locked... I when back to the roof and try to climb down to the roof next door... Don't worry mother i had my spider-man t-shirt (thanks Marie for the t-shirt) ... The only problem was that the hotel in a effort to cut down on robbery put nails in the cement... So after a few futile attempts i decided i would end up badly hurt ... I guest i needed more then a t-shirt ... So I told people at the party that i could not find a way in and that i could not go . So one girls told me " Tell the security guard you are in room 35 and that your name is Van H... So i got down to the lobby of my hotel and told my guard i was invited to a party at the hotel next door and that i would come back later... It was not a problem so he let me out. Now i needed to convince the security guard of the other hotel that I was from room 35 and that my name was Van H... (even if the actual person in that room is a girl) ... So i knocked on the door and when the guard open i walk right in just has if I had always lived there ... I told him " Hi, i'm in room 35 and i'm sorry i'm late"... To my surprise he smiled and let me in... WOW, that was easier then the my spider-man plan ... So all confident and all i took the first corridor to the left and walk away... The problem is that i had never been at this hotel... That corridor was a dead-end ... Now the guard is at the end of the corridor looking at me with a strange look... Hmmm, i feel a bit stupid .... So i turn around and with a funny smile i return... My mind trying to think of what to say to the guard so he will not kick me out... I slow down my walk to get a few more seconds to think ... I get to him and told him the only thing i could think of " Ho, ho, ho ... I must have drink a few to many kingfisher (it the local beer) to forget where room 35 is " ... When after a few second he smiles, said "yes!" and pointed me in the right direction... After a short distance i found what i was looking for... the stairs to the roof ... I still could not be leave i mange to get in ... Look out James , you officially have competition...

A 16h30 I got to Calcutta , I started my day a 6 am to get out of the Puri morning craziness ... It was a pretty uneventful day (sorry for all my readers that need the fix of Hugo's adventures :P ) . I'm just writing really to say I made it and I survived the journey. For does that do not understand now good it feel to drive and make it alive in India , I would like to tell you that today (only today) I counted 5 accidents , not small little fender-bender but real " Man you can believe the accident I saw on the wait up !" kind !

Anyway i'm happy i'm here and I will go a visit tomorrow.

A Bangalore j'ai rencontre au rugby Antone... Apres quelques bieres nous sommes devenus de bon ami... Dernierement j'ai apris qu'il avais un blog. et devinnez qui est sur la premiere page ?

... Merci Antoine :P

Si vous vus demandez a quoi il ressemble Antoine

Before i forget i had a message for Tracey... I was in Chennai about a week ago in a chinese restaurant and guest what i saw ??? I saw the Senators lose the stanley cup 6-2 ... Man i never watch hockey in Canada and i get to see the final (ok, just the last few minutes) in a chinese restaurant and of all places in Chennai (Chennai is indi for " Oh, my god it blistering hot" ;P ) Anyway just made me think of you ... By the way how are the girls ?

Well after a few hard days driving the bike i finely made it to Puri. It is a nice beach resort kind of place . Just what the doctor order to get my butt back in shape for the rest of my journey. Yesterday was a long day . I began my day pushing my Enfield to the mechanic. The problem dated back to the day before when i was driving. My Enfield started losing power and it ended up stalling in a village. I knew right away it was a electrical problem, but i also knew this was going to be hard to get it fix. Indian mechanic are real good at anything mechanical, but electrical they become more or less lucky witch doctor ... So if i was going to leave this village i had to hope for a small miracle.. So i when to the local small temple .... Ok, so i did not , but maybe i will next time. After a few hours of guess work and useless try and error , my mechanic go the bike working ... Thank, Shiva, Ganesh and all the rest ... I was again on my way.... I was already getting dark and i wanted to find lodging fast.... Well , 3km later the Enfield electrical system when dead again... Fu$%#$@%$%#$k Shiva !!!! ... Now , it was dark and i was still 20 some km away ... I knew that i could drive for a bit if i could save my battery , so i waited for a bus to pass and follow it ... After a few minutes on the road i close all the electric except for the parking light... I could follow it safely form a distance , even in the dark i could easily make it out and follow it. But then after about 10 km the battery died and now i had no choice but to push my bike... So i did just that for 4km... Maybe the gods had listen to me because a real nice India man stop and asked me if he could help... So he help me the best he could ... I was now riding behind him on my Enfield holding on to a rope ! ... I felled a bit funny ... It made me think about when i was a teenager snowboarding behind my parents pickup in the Quebec country side... Funny what you think of when you are being drag around on a Enfield in India .... I finely made it safe to a hotel and needless to say i got to sleep pretty fast !... So getting back to me pushing my Enfield this morning . I found a real good Enfield mechanic in the town i was in , not only did he find the problem, but also manage to adjust the timing... So now the Bike is fix and i get a amazing 43Km/liter on the bike ... I use to make 37km/liter before , witch i was pretty happy about (my Enfield is 20 years old) but now 43 .... WOW !!!

So now after driving more then 1500 km in a week i take a few day of well deserved brake. I will write back most likely in a few day after getting to Kalcutta

J'ai ferme les commentaires pour quelques temps car le nombre de spam dans mon courriel etait devenu un peu trop (quelque 2000 par jours.) Je vais donc active les commentaire seulement pour quelque jours suvant mes articles.

I got pull over but the police 2 days ago on my way to Pondycherry. I was going there to get a refund because of a credit card error... Anyway has i saided i got pull over. It made me a bit nervous because i really dont have a licence and the bike paper are like India, flaky ... So , since the where still buzzy with a other person i decided to run away... Ok, i did not , but i consider it .. So , since i decided agains running away i got of the bike and with a big smile i walked up to the two officers... They ask me for my Indian driver licence. I got so tense i could ear myself sweet ... So (always with a big smile) i open my wallet and showed them my Quebec driving licence... I told them pointing at the big Quebec on top " It is the new Canadian International licence" ... I smilled again... They did not seem to believe me so i rapidedly said " Sorry , it is all in french" ... They smiled and talk it over and said " ok, have a good day" ... OUF ! .. I callefully made my way back to the bike and slowly drove of.... Thank Quebec for spelling International QUEBEC !!!

J'ai mis 33 nouvelles photos pour la fête Popa tu me manque beaucoup ! Bissous !

Ton garçon qui t'aime bien fort

Bon, ok je sais , je sais ... J'ai dit que j'allais écrire plus dernièrement mais , bon la vie c'est comme ca il faut savoir prendre du temps pour faire les choses.

Premièrement je dois vous dire que je suis a 5 jours de mon départ pour Calcutta. Ma Enfield est finalement prête et je suis dans mes derniers préparatifs. Je vais passer par Chennai , un court détour par Pondycherri pour enfin quitter vers Calcutta . Je vais passer par la côte , donc je vais surement avoir plein de belle photos bientôt. Après Calcutta je vais (toujours en Enfield) au Népal . Je ne sais pas combien de temps de vais resté au Népal . Mais mon but c'est d'allé le plus longtemps possible en Chine. Je dois être de retour a Delhi pour le 28 sept pour prendre ma Maman . Moi et ma mère on va faire 1 mois de voyage ensemble. J'ai bien hâte.

J'ai aussi reçus un email de la dame des inscriptions pour mon cours de mécano ! Je suis le 26eme inscrit mais ils n'en prennent que 22 . Mais elle m'a dit que mes chances était excellente ! Donc je croise mes doigts (vous pouvez m' aidé aussi en croisant de temps en temps vos doigts )

Petite note pour mon Papa... BONNE FÊTE !!!!!!!!!!!!