Darius Hero

I’m all out of Europe.


No, I didn’t switch continents. I just got to the end of this one. I left Bruxelles heading to Calais with 50 extra EURO donated by Bogdan (from back in Cluj) and 20 from Diana, Lucian’s girlfriend, that hosted me in Belgium. So now I have a ridiculously big amount of 85 EURO on me for emergencies (yep, it’s pretty much for this trip).I got to the canal to cross to the UK in about 4 hours, changing cars in Gent (got driven there by Mark from Australia and Mr. Emerson – that gave me his daughter’s e-mail in Oxford), Oostende (Jurgen and Heather, a Belgian-American couple), a nice Belgian lady in a Romanian Dacian Logan car (who’s having her son do something similar – working for 6 month around the world, traveling for the other half of a year) and then two French guys that were going fishing and didn’t speak English, that drove me all the way in front of my next host’s place.I met Hélène (from CouchSurfing.com, thanks for the tip, Andreea) the French English teacher. She drove me along the French coast, where I got to see a nice Calais sunset on a clear sky and check out the British shore ahead.

Hélène would describe herself as a horrible French, because she doesn’t drink wine, she doesn’t eat cheese, she can’t cook and she is an English teacher. Although she did cook some great pasta with chorizo sauce. We had cider with it, ’cause I couldn’t have drunk beer in France and I’m not much of a wine fellow.

I walked a bit around Calais next morning and took a short bath in the canal, before leaving. Hélène prepared a nice lunch and drove me to the ferry departure park. I tried to get a ride with someone that paid for the whole car, but only few people were traveling. So I had to buy a 17 EURO ticket as a foot passenger. And pissed off the ticket officer, ’cause I asked her if she could speak in English… Which she was.

The ride on the big boat took a little over an hour and a half. I spend about 45 mins after arriving in Dover, until I got another Romanian truck driver, Dan, coming off of the boat behind us. He drove me up to the London surrounding ring and on to a parallel road from which I was suppose to ride up to Luton. He left me near Stevenage, on the right of Luton if you look on the map. From there I walked half way to Luton and then got a ride from a Polish guy, working in the town.

I got picked up by Diana from a square were people where taking turns using my guitar like it was some exotic fruit. For those of you who watch a bit of porn, I would describe Diana as an ex petite french girl (if there’s a keyword search engine on the site) that turned UK chubby chick takes 3 dicks in all holes. But in a good way! Hehe. And met her friend Elliot. He’s not much into porn. Diana cooked for us.


UK has everything backwards or mixed or plain fucked up. Neglecting the street lanes details, they have 2 water pipes for one sink; one for really cold and one for damn hot. I have no clue on how you’re supposed to get it at an average temperature. If you try to mix it, one hand gets frostbite and the other 3rd degree burns.

Luton has the “Luton News” newspaper, that comes out every Wednesday. So I suggested “Luton Stuff That Happened Last Week”. They didn’t appreciate it. They also have “On Sunday”, on which the first and last pages consist in a big one page ad for an Indian restaurant. The second page is the menu of the restaurant.

What’s beautiful about Luton is a village next by, called Little Whisthemoreplexwatchfordwestredgreenage or something. They got a lot of pubs and the whole population spends its time inside drinking at all times.

I found out yesterday that the Romanian national TV station TVR1 aired a story on my trip. Luckily they know how to mention their sources properly, so Jeg got linked. That’s probably gonna help along the way with people watching it internationally.









Missed thing of the day – Pamfil.

I’ll be talking by phone on Radio Transilvania, with the hosts from “Echipa de distracție” show, tomorrow at noon, sometime between 11:00 and 12:00 I think, on 94,5 FM in Cluj-Napoca, or online streaming at this link. Podcast here.

I’ve arrived at Harlow, 30 mins out of London, at my next host, Nelida, who used to work for Vitrina Advertising, where I think I’m still employed and where’ll I’ll return, ok, guys?! Hehe. Tomorrow morning I’ll have fish and chips with buddy Queen Elizabeth Going Twice and then try my bad-singing-for-silence-money method around London.

[for those of you experiencing trouble with seeing the embeded movie, you can watch it directly on YouTube, by following this link].


57 comentarii

  • you watch way too much porn, man 😀 ce shuturi o sa-ti iei de la diana aia !hahah, pe drept!

  • Dar pe Pamfil de ce nu l-ai luat cu tine sa vada lumea ?! Aaaa…si inca ceva…e adevarat ca primesti in ultima vreme multe cereri in casatorie ?…. 😀

  • am uitat sa zic de clip: e o bijuterie, ca de obicei!

    n-am reusit sa descifrez insa ce scrie pe chitara la sfârsit 🙁

  • da…dacă ai de gând a trece prin sibiu poţi să şezi câteva zile şi pe la noi(io+Marius)…

  • congratulations on the TV review of your trip, hope this will help you in getting more people behind you in this experience.
    BTW great video.

  • Haha, nice Google bomb. Now everybody searching for “chubby dicks in all holes” will find you there. 😉

  • Sper ca după ce termini faculta, să te vad pe la Discovery ! 🙂
    Lots of luck, lad

  • It’s good to see that you made it to Britain! I hope you can ride those famous coaches, relax on a CHESTERFIELD, smoke a fag (cigarette), read some FLEET STREET, sleep in a fancy COTTAGE. Don’t pinch and don’t piss of any bobby’s, they might not fancy your free thinking. Do taste the british lager and have a bash at their food as well.
    Keep up the good work 🙂
    Cheers mate!

    Ps : cateva expresii sunt in engleza britanica si nu au aceeasi semnificatie ca enleza americana 😉

  • […] Jeg de limba engleza. Se aude pe sine ca-n romana. Vede tot si nu observa nimic. Putea sa stea in Bucuresti si sa deschida Google Earth. N-are organ de investigator al noului si strainului. Surfeaza. Nu atinge. Pe deasupra lucrurilor. Iar eu: ca si gura tirgului ma execut: ”Gura tirgului sa ma pupe undeva… ca să nu zic “in cur” sau chiar “sa-mi suga pula”. […]

  • vai ce ma obsedeaza melodia aia cu i wanna be percyyy rather than meee. RATHER THAN ME!

    oricum, invata-i pe englezoi cum se bea in eastern europe!

  • Vezi Dari, tot ce am sperat io cand te-ai dus catre bulgari a fost ca Pamfil e in rucsac, Doar am sperat………. Sanatate!

  • imi place piesa din clip 🙂 daca mi-ar spune cineva ce piesa e as putea muri fericita…thanks and good luck

  • Nu ştiu de ce am impresia că ai cam exagerat cu fumatul, ai mult prea mulţi ochi mici şi roşii. Părerea mea de maidanez bucureştean, că am destui “aerieni” în jurul meu.

  • îmi plăcea blog-ul tău pentru că era un loc unde (încă) se scria româneşte; acum, nu-l mai citesc; nu mă mai interesează (deşi îmi este familiară limba engleză, nu mă interesează să aud/citesc românii vorbind/scriind englezeşte…)

  • Scriu aşa fiindcă tre’ să înţeleagă şi străinii pe care-i cunosc în drum. Când mă-ntorc, o să reviu, nu te împacienta dvs. 🙂

  • no, mă liniştii! da’, zic şi io, ca fraieru’, dacă vor fineţuri, de ce să nu înveţe să le guste?! 🙂

  • Darius, ai putea sa pui pe site o chestie cu Donate, cred ca sunt destui vizitatori care ar dori sa te ajute.

  • Au mai zis, da’ prefer să nu. Cine vre’, donează ei. Am primit mail-uri. Până amu’ n-am avut probleme. 🙂

  • Coane, te descurci de minune. When you come back, write a book, make a documentary and start a consulting firm. La mai mare!

  • apoi chiar ashe, pune un donate pe paypal si te intorci si bogat acasa, de nu mai tre sa speli masinile :))))

  • Ej, ej, ej! Să zică lumea că o fac pentru bani, când eu vreau pacea-n lume şi, dacă nu cer prea mult, mai puţine luminişuri în pădurea ecuatorială.

  • pai ca sa nu zica lumea c-o faci pt bani, mi-i donezi mie la intoarcere. zici ca-s pentru o cauza nobila 😛

    ma, vezi ca gascha de la radio transilvania are ascultatori de calitate, si nu numa 2 😛 nu fii nasol!

  • Darius,

    I was in Romania for the Easter thus I was unable to host you in Paris while you were in France. Maybe you’ll visit me when you’ll get back. I will leave you an off line message on Yahoo! with my phone number, just in case.

    Have a nice trip !

  • Până acum eu am admirat la tine curajul nebun. Demonstrezi ceva mult mai important decât luminişul la ecuator, faptul că banul în sine poate să nu fie un scop. Acum 2000 de ani mai spunea cineva, lasă totul şi urmează-mă. Poate ar trebui să reînvăţăm că banii nu înseamnă fericire şi îndoctrinare mercantilă. Oamenii ar trebui să se ajute între ei. Sunt lucruri normale dar care, în societatea de astăzi, par imposibile. Eu unul asta apreciez, o lecţie de viaţă.

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