Europe is not such a big city afterall…

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I’ve left buddy Nemere in Heroes Market (a place in Budapest dedicated to popular Heroes TV series) and then started crossing Budapest on foot, towards Vienna exit. Luckily, on my way I got the chance to cut some corners by getting on the old Budapest subway (Dabi said it’s the second in Europe ever built). Got off at one side of the Donau river and got on the other over Erzsébet Hid (bridge), from which I made my way to a gas station somewhere in the Budapest periphery. I got picked up by David Molnar, a funky DJ, that graduated the University of Fine Arts from Budapest. He was headed to Györ, where he was gonna stay for 9 days, at a music festival. Which I regret I couldn’t “attend”. It’s suppose to be the place for a lot of constructive alcoholic activity and joy. However, getting wasted isn’t quite the best idea so early in my trip.I got to the furthest end of Györ, where I almost got soaked, when rain started pouring like there was no tomorrow. And I would be long heading back by now and my nice Mac waiting in front of Computer Heaven Gates (Bill), if it weren’t for my brother’s rain-thinggie, which I picked in the last minute when I left Cluj.

A nice gentleman that spoke no known language picked me from a bus station outside Györ and took me to what I thought would be 1 km away from the former Austro-Hungarian border. Turns out “tiz” is 10 in Hungarian. So there I was, on the auto-bahn, at 6 in the evening, breaking my own “reach any city before 3 a.m.” rule.

And that’s when I realized: hitchhiking is much like sports…

About 2 hours into my training, after about 50 Romanian cars passed me without a blink, Petre The Truck Driver, from Maramureş, picked me up. Considering it was still raining, I gave up Vienna and gonna keep Petre company heading for Bruxelles, where we might arrive by the 25th (it was 26th by that time and I was actually beginning to miss pointing stuff to cars), maybe in the night. He is taking couches to the UK, where, I gotta admit, is pretty tempting to head, because I can visit Păstaie’s mom (Păstaie being an ex-girlfriend and her mother being a great ex-future mother-in-law) and another friend studying there. From there I could “do” Europe heading from West to East, so towards Romania, in case anything happens along the way. It would be easier than zig-zagging Europe to West and then back.

[By the end of the ride with the truck, I settled for Bruxelles and I’ll call Petre next week to see the situation with the ferry and crossing to the U.K. independently.]

Biggest accomplishment of this whole thing is that my mom and dad started learning how to send short text message on phones. However, now they can’t stop.Durring my ride in the truck I’ve learned a lot of interesting stuff I’m never gonna use, like that there’s no truck that can have a consumption of less than 25-27l/100km, with zero charge. And if you start charging it, you add half a liter of consumption per every tone you put on the truck. So there’s no way that mother-fucker bragging on the station next to Linz could bring the consumption down to 30/100 with 20 t carriage. No way! … Or at least that’s what Petre said. He himself went as low as 32-35 with only 6 t aboard.

Petre knows the roads. He only uses a GPS device because he’s usually alone in the cabin and this way he can argue with someone. But he does believe that hackers and “those whise-guys” that spend their lives online should use at least a small amount of their time to update maps. Petre used to work in church restauration somewhere around the village my dad was born and grew up in – Hida. Hida is a kind of universal center of civilization. Everywhere I’ve been I found someone from there. Petre was just telling me what a good disco they had back there. About when he used to fill his truck with people and head to the party, drunk-wasted. When police stopped him for his license and registration, he liked to reply that he doesn’t carry those around that late at night and in such conditions…

Alrighty then. We stopped in a truck-park some dozens of km out of Regensburg and slept from 4 a.m. to about 12:00 in the afternoon, when we had a little truck lunch prepared. We are now back on our way to Bruxelles, around which truck circulation will be shut down for the day on Sunday. Petre says he wants to reach Calais, France, where he needs to take the ferry to the UK. I’m considering whether or not to go along with him (as opposite to stopping in Bruxelles). I guess I’ll decide that sometime today.

I think I’m gonna start making notes of what I miss along the way everyday, because it’s beginning to shape into a pretty interesting list. So, last night I missed Călin’s guitar singing and Raluca’s ass (both from work; but in different fantasies; I don’t know, it must be the truck). And one of the biggest surprises of this trip is that I haven’t lost my pen yet. Usually I lose it from one line to another.

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Arpi be my best buddy from work. He sent this.

ArpiAmarat

[hát, ce monitor ne-am tras, dragă...]

I am now with Diana and her husband, at their place near Bruxelles. Diana is an old AEGEE member from Cluj-Napoca and she met Nicola in the board of the organization. I’ll be checking out the Capital tomorrow and most likely conquer The Netherlands afterwards, in Utrech first (with Mihaela Tunaru, who offered to host me after reading about my trip) and on my way back South, maybe Breda, visiting my ex philosophy teacher, that works there. In constructions is my best bet.

Europe is not such a big city afterall…

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[Later edit] I’ve arrived in Utrecht, in The Netherlands, at my hosts Mihaela and Lucian. I’ve also got another contact opportunity from a reader, Mihai (besides probably visiting my ex philosophy teacher, like I said). Dutch people are celebrating their Queen, so it should be pretty fun these days. Someone told me that people dress in orange and get wasted. So that’s pretty aristocratic. I’m in for that.

I’ll be publishing the new article and some pics and footage in the morning or the afternoon, depending on when I wake up, it’s the middle of the night here and I’m so tired I could sleep a horse, as my brother used to say. It’s been a full day from Belgium to here.


30 comentarii

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  1. Aprilie 27, 2008 la 01:32
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    noji zice ca:

    bah… sanatos sa fii :) drum bun!

  2. Aprilie 27, 2008 la 02:26
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    Nane zice ca:

    Subscriu la cele spuse mai sus :)

    Felicitări, sănătate şi succes!
    Apropo, Hristos a înviat!
    Să te întorci cu bine!

  3. Aprilie 27, 2008 la 02:59
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    Gugurel zice ca:

    Mă tot bate gândul să vin după tine şi să te plimb şi eu măcar 100 de metri. :) You Rock! :D

  4. Aprilie 27, 2008 la 03:01
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    zamolxis zice ca:

    ma bucur ca n-ai renuntat..

  5. Aprilie 27, 2008 la 08:44
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    gabi solomon zice ca:

    Hristos a inviat in primul rand. Ma bucur sa vad ca nu ai mers pana in UK cu petre, stiu ca aia era calea mai usoara, dar asa aceasta experienta va fi cu mult mai interesanta la sfarsit.

    Happy trails and best of luck

  6. Aprilie 27, 2008 la 08:45
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    matrakuka zice ca:

    tăt moroşenii-s baza !
    de-amu-nainte să-t faci dansu pă marjinea drumului numa când vezi număr de maramu`

    [filmele îs gro-za-ve! tolomacule!]

  7. Aprilie 27, 2008 la 08:47
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    M@riansky zice ca:

    O zis Pamfil ca “I miss you” ;)

  8. Aprilie 27, 2008 la 08:51
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    gabi solomon zice ca:

    Small sugestion, that i forgot to tell you. Have you thinked of using http://twitter.com/ to update your status ? It comes in handy if you have a phone to send messages to it and update your status.

  9. Aprilie 27, 2008 la 11:24
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    radu zice ca:

    Super calatorie, abea astept sa vad cum treci oceanul. Mult noroc.

  10. Aprilie 27, 2008 la 11:40
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    Bibliotecaru zice ca:

    Şi Darius a înviat!
    Mă uitam la centralele eoliene şi mi-am adus aminte de planurile măreţe la României, Cică vor să pune centrale prin Dobrogea şi, după ce s-au făcut planuri măreţe, a venit companie de transport electricitate şi a spus că nu pot prelua energia pentru a o introduce în sistemul energetic naţional. Aşa da.

    Dacă ajungi la Nuremberg, neapărat să te duci şi la monumentul cu procesul, nu pentru adunătura de pietre, căci la asta se reduce monumentul, ci pentru că, foarte aproape de acolo, este lagărul de naturalizare, un loc pomenit prin căţile mai vechi.

  11. Aprilie 27, 2008 la 12:13
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    mihai zice ca:

    do you have time to visit or are you just passing through nederlands a day or two? i could recommend you someone (else, besides the people you already know).

  12. Aprilie 27, 2008 la 12:30
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    ramonici zice ca:

    hrsitos a inviat! maramuresenii sunt de treaba. cred ca stii si tu asta. prima data n-am crezut ca e pe bune faza, oricum toate cele bune si drum bun in continuare. sa iei cate o piatra in gura in fiecare loc nou :) )

  13. Aprilie 27, 2008 la 23:58
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    diana zice ca:

    dude, da un semn daca ajungi in uk, vin sa te ridic de oriunde .

  14. Aprilie 28, 2008 la 00:17
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    bzzbzzz zice ca:

    doamne … get a life , la varsta ta te comporti ca un copil de 12 ani ..

  15. Aprilie 28, 2008 la 00:37
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    Heidadi zice ca:

    Pana la urma mai vi si pe aici sau nu?
    trimite-mi email

  16. Aprilie 28, 2008 la 09:26
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    Darius Groza zice ca:

    Voi face tot posibilul. Diana – aşijderea.

    Gabi – I’m not such a fan of Twitter. Not that I dislike it, I just don’t use it. Plus, I wouldn’t spend money to sent phone messages to twitter. :)

    Mulţam de-ncurajări, restu’. :)

  17. Aprilie 28, 2008 la 10:10
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    Adrian Soare zice ca:

    Darius, sms-urile cu twitter sunt gratis. si sa primesti si sa trimiti. it works like a charm. try it.

    http://help.twitter.com/index.php?pg=kb.page&id=80

  18. Aprilie 28, 2008 la 10:48
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    Darius Groza zice ca:

    Da’ mi-i câh!

  19. Aprilie 28, 2008 la 14:33
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    Florin zice ca:

    o sa publici o carte ?:D

  20. Aprilie 28, 2008 la 14:49
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    Darius Groza zice ca:

    Nu ştiu. Aş publica mai bine cartea din Jegul în română, satira, nu musai asta. Da’ se poace.

  21. Aprilie 29, 2008 la 18:14
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    bzzbzzz zice ca:

    esti cel mai ratat blogger pe care l’am vazut pana acuma, tu , piticu si zoso .. rupti ..

  22. Aprilie 29, 2008 la 18:23
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    Darius Groza zice ca:

    Hotărăşte-te. Io zic să fac un clasament.

  23. Aprilie 30, 2008 la 07:30
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    bzzbzzz zice ca:

    ba da uitete la tine.. faci gesturi de copil prost educat , la varsta ta maturizeazate ma .. uitete’te si tu la tine macar odata in oglinda si ai sa vezi cat de penibil esti, prost e ala care crede ca tu ai plecat fara nici un ban in the word :) )) dar na .. multi au o naivitate greu de descris :) )

  24. Aprilie 30, 2008 la 09:20
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    ultras zice ca:

    eurosportul autostopistului e tare… :)
    baga tare ca iuropa e mai lata decat lunga si te prinde toamna. bun drum!

  25. Aprilie 30, 2008 la 09:34
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    Darius Groza zice ca:

    Bz, dragă, da’ să scriem nu-nvăţăm?

  26. Aprilie 30, 2008 la 12:12
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    bzzbzzz zice ca:

    conteaza cum scriu eu ?? :) asta te deranjeaza pe tine ? i’a uitete’te tu bine la tot ce ai scris pana acuma pe blog si dupaia mai vb .. esti jalnic .. pana la urma nu ai raspuns la intrebarea mea :) : te’ai uitat vreodata atent in oglinda sa vezi cat de penibil esti ? :)

  27. Aprilie 30, 2008 la 16:27
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    Hudrea zice ca:

    Sunt curios, pe prima pancartă ce scria? West? Eşti mortal mă zevzecule, keep walking!
    P.S. Aia cu sporturile fu’ dementă :) )

  28. Aprilie 30, 2008 la 22:52
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    Darius Groza zice ca:

    Era Wien, prostea. :)

  29. Mai 3, 2008 la 23:09
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    bzzbzzz zice ca:

    si ti’am inchis gura :) se pare ca te simti :D ma bucur

  30. Mai 3, 2008 la 23:49
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    Darius Groza zice ca:

    Aşa este.

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