Bike to Asia

The last photo together

Csávó is a good friend of mine. He told us that he will accompany us in Hungary until the border. And so he did. He has arrived to Székesfehérvár just a couple of hours before we started, has brought a polifoam which he never used (we couchsurfed or slept at acquaintances), and wore sandals instead of shoes in the cold rain on the first day, but his feet unfroze by midnight. In the morning he reluctantly accepted the shoes from our CS (=couchsurfer) host in Solt. He will send them back as an email attachment, he said.

Once we got lost while following his advice and his little GPS in his iPhone because he didn’t re-check our position on it shortly after we’ve started on a dirt road – we should have taken the other one 200 meters away (you can see this mistake on our tracking page – it was on our 3rd day).

But we were quite happy to have a company. Zsofi laughed a lot. The three main subject of happiness was:

1. “tövöreveksz – mövöreveksz” (It would take a separate post to explain this)

2. spare soldering iron – I brought every kind of electronic stuff with me: solar panel, chargers, Lead gel battery for the solar charger, etc, even a soldering-iron (what if a cable breaks?). They made jokes about me being not far-seeing enough by not bringing a spare soldering-iron with me. And what if the bicycle will fall and the soldering-iron breaks?!

3. “Tudtad?” = Did you know? Because I always use this word when explaining things “cleverly” which happens quite often according to Zsófi and Csávó. So they caricatured me and asked this to me every 5 minutes…

He even posed at the sign of the shortest-named Hungarian settlement:

The shortest-named village in Hungary

Here, he also shows the blazon of the highschool of Kiskunfélegyháza proudly – we got this from a teacher, Julika, where we slept, and she asked us to carry this very far and make a photo with it in Kyrgyzstan, for example. We didn’t know how far we’ll get so we took a photo at Mezőkovácsháza-Reformátuskovácsháza, just to be sure. I feel sorry for the people living here having to fill in the “Address:” field on official forms…

Csávó went home from Lőkösháza by train, while we crossed the border to Romania at Battonya. Thanks, Csávó, for giving us company for 3 and a half days.

Tags: Csávó

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