Bulgaria (Km 64,000)"During the communism we had the manpower most expensive of the world, because for lacking of manpower in the field, doctors, engineers or different professional were called for working the harvest", the Borislav father told me.
Serbia (Km 63,420)My stay in Serbia served to understand how terrible can be a State, to carry out its interests to any price. But the people of the old Yugoslavia are not bad, but the result of their ethnic leaders' manipulations motivated by the foreign policy of those in command.
Bosnia and Herzegovina (Km 62,850)Bosnia and Herzegovina is a multicultural country, but here the concept of being Muslim is not as radical as in other countries. The important thing is the Islam rules. To be Muslim doesn't mean that the women have to be covered and that everything is an imposition, because the Islam is an election, Faruk said to me.
Cyprus (Km 60,460)That night in Cyprus we were afraid. I was completely immobilized, it was a shouting and I didn't understand anything. I thought about Clara, about the bikes and all our things. But everybody wanted to punch me.
Greece (Km 52,046)Travel by bike through the Greek islands is like to cycle in the paradise, where each place is a postcard. This way I visit the most popular islands in the country and finally I left the European continent, after 2 years and more than 20.000 km. I thought it might be different.
Greece (Km 52,046)Athens is a inhabited city since 7000 years, but everything was more beautiful than I thought. I made friends, got sponsors and learned a good lesson for the rest of my journey.
ItalyI met Clara in Palermo, Sicily in November of 2005, when I was travelling to Tunisia. But my destiny made me go back and met her again, to live the prettiest love story that happened me in my entire trip.
ItalyThe negative of the Libyan consulate in Tunisia to obtain my visa forced me to go back to Italy. It was winter time and I stayed a couple of weeks with Gianpie´s family in San Felice a Cancello, where I had some of the best memories of my trip
ItalyAlong my trip through Europe, I was noticed several times about the south of Italy. But when I arrived in Naples I forgot my fears and I was integrated to the disorder of its streets allowing me to wrap by its people's warmth. At the departure’s day I already had a list of telephones and people's addresses to stay.
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