exchanged the rear wheel
saddle chewed to pieces by a stupid dog
only 5 punctures !!!!!
handle bar grip broke after a crash
3 torn gear shift cables
2 mirrors replaced
3 tail lights (2 were stolen)
rear tyre replaced
rainy days: 54
windy days: too many !!!
sunny days: all others
snowy days: 10
coldest temperature on the bike -6, in the night – 15
hottest temperature +45
the prettiest camp spots…
nights I paid for: 70
favourite countries so far:
Oman, Iran, Georgia, Albania, Ukraine
invitations to food, for tea, for accomodation
Favourite questions people ask:
Are you alone?
Where are you from?
Where are you going?
Do you like my country?
Are you married?
Do you have kids?
How old are you?
Days when I found the trip fantastic:
A great many !!!
Days when I found this trip a disaster:
– 1 attack by 2 motorbike riders armed with a knife – asking for money (Turkey)
– Beeing chased with threat of violence from 4 motorbike riders (Turkey)
– kids throwing stones (Turkey)
– aggressive dogs (Turkey, Greece)
– a strong request for sex (Iran)
– quite a few blind invitations for sex (Czech Republic, Georgia, UAE, Turkey)
– a group of men observing me in the middle of the night through the open window,
as well as knocking on the door “open the door”….spooky…but at the end nothing
happend….it was just the police asking for my passport (Uzbekistan)
Things I managed to damage:
– 3 pants, T-Shirts
– holes in my Ortlieb panniers
– holes in my tent
– 3 scratched camera lenses (a well known problem of the Canon G15)
– MP3 Player
– already not waterproof rain gear
and a few other things….
Things which are really handy:
– my buisness cards with pictures, I give them away as a thank you
– a translated letter with a short introduction about myself when asking for shelter
– picture book – a language everyone can understand
– Schwalbe tyre
What I have learned:
– an extrem amount…..
– sometimes less is more
– most of the people are very friendly
– the most dangerous thing on this trip is the traffic
1x food poisoning (Turkey)
1x diarrhea (Oman)
1x cold (Georgia)
Germany, hahaha what a wonder 🙂
The most traffic:
United Arab Emirates
Oman (the Indian food)
The best hospitality:
Visa’s required so far:
The most exhausting countries:
– Emam Hosseins Memorial Day
– Yazd + surroundings (Nain, Meybod, Abarkuh)
– Qom (Fatimeh Memorial Day)
– Oase Al Hamra
– stock market in Nizwa
Little Caucasus (Georgia)
The track around Theth (Albania)
Road Durmitor N.P. to Pivsko Canyon (Montenegro)
Wadi Al Khabbar (Oman)
Wadi Al Nakhur (Oman)
Road Yukarisivri to Tuerkgoezu (North-East Turkey)
Road border Armenia to Jolfa (Iran)
Road M41 border Uzbekistan to Bishkek (Kyrgyzstan)
What I wouldn’t do anymore:
– Cycling through Turkey, in my opinion it is not safe for a solo female cyclist
– Cycling through Iran – there is too much traffic
What I don’t like at all:
– visa hassle
– to answer the same questions over and over again
What I enjoy most:
– The freedom
– Wild camping
– Meeting friendly people
– Cycling off-road
Other cyclist met on the road:
1 French Tandem couple (Montenegro)
1 Dutch couple (Czech Republic)
1 Kiwi cuple (Turkey)
1 French +1 Chinese (Turkey)
1 Portuguese couple (Iran)
2 Spaniards (Albania, Uzbekistan)
2 German (Oman, Montenegro)
1 Australian (Romania)
1 Kiwi (Montenegro)
1 Pole (Montenegro)
1 French (Kyrgyzstan)
Single female cyclist:
2 Men or more:
2 Swiss (Turkey)
2 Spanish (Iran)
3 Austrian (Poland)
3 Polish (Romania)
2 Polish (Ukraine)
2 Koreans (Romania)
2 Dutch (Bulgaria)
2 woman or more:
2 French (Kyrgyzstan)
Cyclist I met twice:
1 Spanish guy (Turkey, Iran)
1 Dutch couple (Iran, Uzbekistan)
The words I heard most:
– Salam (Hallo – from Turkey to Kyrgystan
– Chai (Tea)
– soguk (cold – Turkey)
– sarde (cold – Farsi)
The best moments:
– Candle light dinner in a yurt in Albania
– Memorial day Emam Hossein im Iran
– Camping in Wadi Nakhbar in Oman
and many many others….
The saddest moment:
Saying good bye at home
The most exciting moment:
When I crossed the border from Armenia to Iran. I don’t remember ever being more nervous.
The funniest moment:
When there was a naked, pissed English bloke standing next to my bed in a hostel, asking if I would like to have some fun.
The most annoying moment:
When the Iranian tourist police took me and my bike and drove me away from where I wanted to be.
Let’s see when I will reach Australia……….
But I am not sure if this will be the end of the trip…???