A year on the road

The 16th of July 2009 was a fairly uneventful day according to the font of all wisdom ( wikipedia), nothing happened. It was however a rather monumentus day for master bike builder Georg's landlord as he nearly brained himself trying to help me and my horrendously overloaded bike down the stairs. He did, however, compose himself enough to wish the crazy Australian farewell as i lurched down the hill towards the Danube.

On the 5th of July western China erupted in violence. Shops were burned by Uygurs venting their frustation at Han Chinese. China responded by cutting the internet and sending in the troops. Meanwhile i arrived in Vienna to find locals sunbaking naked on the banks of the Danube while over weight mean rollerbladed in G Strings. Welcome to Austria!

On October the 2nd the international Olypmpic commitee decided to award the Olypmics to Rio de Janiro. I, meanwhile, was waiting to see if i would be awarded the right to enter Uzbekistan. As i turned out the ferry came first so i never did the chance to test the power of instanteus detnention on the Tahskent Subway.

My 27th birthday on the 12th of November was a somewhat lonely affair. Stuck in freezing cold Almaty waiting for a Kyrgz visa. The 19hour train trip to Bishkek did little to lift my spirits but the copius vodka that followed when i met Tim, my soon to be housemate did!

And on the 16th of July 2010... Our 1stm ranga prime minister and 1st shelia in the job sends us to the ballott box. And i celebrate a year on the road with a famous Penang Indian Curry!

After a year bobbie is starting to rust so its time for a paint job