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    AsiaMyanmar (Burma)

    Depopulated capital Naypyidaw

    by Ewcyna 23 February 2014
    written by Ewcyna

    Departing from Inle lake unfortunately I had to take the same route, because I would have to have a permit to take another one. These are some “charms and beauties” of traveling in Burma. Dreamed off taking the downhill from the top I climbed a few day before 25 from Kalaw, but because of the first serious stomach problems I could barely stand up and I decided to take a train. In all well-, and that was an option, although little besides terrible rocking and rocking from side to side of this trip I remember. I was pretty dazed.

    train in Burma

    Trains in Burma is a remnant from the time, when the country was a British colony, that is, they have a good 100 years. Well enough, I was deeply anesthetized that day to pay attention to the inconvenience of travel. Train made 180 km in 8 hours, once moved normally, that is, forward, then suddenly retreated into some mountain villages, at each station held an exchange of consumer goods and the food came to you just carried on the heads of the sellers, who deftly made it between the benches. However, I was not interested in food. I was sorry to see, the downhill I missed, that's probably would take me an hour and was made by this train in a few.. but what to do.

    Avocados were abundant

    Now I was facing a geographically unattractive return to the south of the country along a very busy pan-shaped road. My visa time has shrunk, so I was betting on the train again, but after the experiences of the previous day, I couldn't really stand this thought. I turned around from the station and decided to ride a bike from this section for at least a day. The bum was happy to welcome the saddle and the side route I selected, closed for quality reasons (ie. its absence) for the movement of a four-wheeled vehicles, it led me through villages and the people who saw me with a lot of joy. Such a bike path of inferior quality. One had to cross the checkpoints there several times - there are road barriers quite often – well, after one of them again the police got interested in me.

    Therefore, I pulled onto the main road, to eat something and from then on I had the police following me again “tails”. At the end of the day 100 miles I reached the large village, where planned accommodation, but as it turned out there was no guesthousu, even for local. Everyone sent me to Nay Pyi Daw - distant Fr. 50 miles of the new nation's capital. That would not worry me that much, I wouldd look for some bushes to sleep – that, but unfortunately I already had "tails". They were really worried about me they said, because it is already dusk etc..

    – What should I do, therefore,? I asked in signatures

    Uradzono, that will bring me a car. Well, This waiting. We waited and waited for the car and he came.. then learned (sign language), we have to go further 1 mile (one mile..), well and that there will be this car. We go and go… after some 10 km I ask what is going on and where we are still going in this dark as an eye bend of the night?

    To the capital – meaning Nay Pyi Daw.

    Hey, hello! 1 mile is not 50 km! And as soon as the opportunity presented itself, Having counter 125 km, about 20tej got on decent-looking gas station. New and nice, purely, there was a nice shelter just in time for an overnight stay, friendly service. So I announced the undercover policemen, I'm too tired, to keep going and I'd like to sleep here.

    – No, definitely not possible! Tourists must sleep in the hotel. The hotel is in Naypyidaw

    – Well, take me there. I have no strength to go – I said

    To tell the truth, maybe I would still find these strengths, but I was curious about their reaction. Will they let me sleep at the gas station, the service was very favorable (her staff brought a lounger to sit on and a blanket to cover, I also got a cold beer (!). I was interpreted a little like this in my ear, so that they, they absolutely do not mind, to stay, but the police won't let you. Well, pat.

    And then began to Phone, some slimy, drunk officer came, and then four more of a similar company in uniforms and flip-flops. And then a few more yes, that I lost count. Immigration officer, as it usually happens here, he was looking for a visa in his passport and when he found it he had an expression on his face as if no greater happiness could meet him. Zoomed in his happiness by giving him a copy of the passport and visa, because I already know how much joy it gives local authorities have therefore always in stock a few copies to give away to the right and left. In the end, it's nice to make someone happy.

    In the hands of the Burma police

    Before 23.00 Police arrived at the end of a bitch, which transported me to guesthousu in Naypyidaw and already around midnight, making sure, stay for free – because it promised me – I could stretch my bones

    I did not plan a visit to the nation's capital, but I have to say, that although it was a cursory ride, the whole thing still impressed me. I was driving through the giant, four-lane streets, ABSOLUTELY EMPTY streets. I passed neat parks, where employees looked after the greenery, temples, shelters, playgrounds for children - the first and only, I've seen in this country (though it was Japan that I'd have put your tent there). And no people. well , there were even bus stops and telephone booths! But who were they serving?

    In the morning it turned out, I slept in a set on several acres of park Minatur - there were thumbnails of all the tourist attractions of Myanmar, plenty of benches, places to rest, pub and ... Zero visitors. Also moved here from Yangon Zoo. As I read somewhere, Local comedian after grub, that "all animals are going to Naypyidaw" (an allusion to relocating politicians to the new capital) was thrown into prison.

    Do cholery. This city was built for heavy money, in secret and v 2005 The capital was moved here from Rangoon. All ministries and offices have been moved here, and their employees still do not want to move here permanently and on weekends they return to the old capital in the south of the country. Imagine a situation, that in Poland, somewhere near, say, Ostrowiec Świętokrzyski, they are building a new city the size of Warsaw?

    NayPyiDaw and a uniform escorting me to the train station

    Only in NayPyiDaw I could afford to ride the middle of the four-lane artery.. while in the company of police, because when I opened the window at 6 am, they were waiting for me. Therefore, I went straight to the train station because I decided not to bother his person more local services and do not extend your stay. I got the train to Bago. I am now an 4 days' journey to the border with Thailand and 26 February, I intend to enter there on the last day of the visa validity.

    And everything is known

    And by the way - nor my British, nor familiar Japanese, którzy są teraz rowerami w Birmie nie mieli problemów z policją. I heard, that men prefer blondes, but to so? 🙂

    Tymczasem na koniec miesiąca w Birmie czeka mnie jeszcze odwiedzenie kilku tutejszych atrakcji, w tym dziś jednej z największych symboli Myanmaru – świętej skały Golden Rock. Yeah!

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  • AsiaMyanmar (Burma)

    Where-to-sleep stories

    by Ewcyna 5 February 2014
    by Ewcyna 5 February 2014

    Travelling in Myanma is not that easy. This means cycling is even enjoyable, while the circus begins accommodation issues. Foreigners are obliged to stay in places that have licence to accomodate them, means, that they are forced to sleep…

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  • AsiaMyanmar (Burma)

    Jezioro Inle

    by Ewcyna 23 February 2014
    by Ewcyna 23 February 2014

    For Bagan I headed towards the next myanmarskiej place which is the Inle lake in the east of the country, abandoned in pushing further north as the roads in most closed. I do anyway…

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  • AsiaMyanmar (Burma)

    Entertaining southern Burma

    by Ewcyna 27 February 2014
    by Ewcyna 27 February 2014

    I have to admit, the south-eastern regions of Myanmar have proven to be perhaps the most interesting geographical region, which arrived after traveling the country – and for this there is a few attractions-guide. State region…

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Dear! In the coming weeks I will again have the opportunity to share stories from my journey along the Silk Road from China to Turkey. Several shows are planned in Silesia, in Gdynia and Warsaw.  Some are paid, others are free admission.
I cordially invite everyone, not only bicycle twisted.

7.09 (Thursday) godz. 16.30  Skoczow (province. Silesian), Electric Theatre, ul. Mickiewicz 3 
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Brittany is a little different France. No vineyard Brittany is a little different France. No vineyards here, but loads of castles, grazing cows and sheep, mostly rocky coast and wind. Pray so it blows at your back! 
I have planned for years and finally got there this summer. Lots to explore left there still though! 
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The Lavaux vineyard area stretches between Lausann The Lavaux vineyard area stretches between Lausanne and Vevey on a terraced, steep northern slope of Lake Geneva overlooking the peaks of the Alps.  A beautiful lake and even rows of lush green vines always create a beautiful sight, but I was wondering why is it a UNESCO site?
 "Oh, just millionaires started buying up the land and building houses there, that was the only way to protect the place," explained Anna, a solo cyclist friend who lives nearby and whom I finally met after years of Facebook virtual acquaintance.
I left Geneva looking at the sky with justified concern, because the last days here there was a storm after storm.  Fortunately, during the ride along the lake, it cleared up and we could soak up the beautiful views.  Just like on Lake Garda, the views here are luxurious.  I passed the spas of Thonon les Bains and Evian - the latter is known for its bottled water brand.  Here I could drink it at the source for free, apparently it does well. It was also time for the last bath.  It is difficult to provide any comment to the curr, in the evening I found myself on the Riviera, because that's what they call the shore between Montreaux, Vevey and Lausanne.  The density of people and buildings plus the most crowded week of the year and the long Swiss weekend did not bode well for accommodation, and that's exactly what happened.  There was one big disco on the coast and at the campsites, apart from the disco, were packed.  Like it or not, with no chance of wild camping - scared of being fined too - I went back 12 km to one of the earlier campsites. It was packed, but I didn't care as I put my tent up at midnight.
The decision to skip cycling through southern Switzerland and the higher mountains was not easy, oh no.  I returned to it several times, but the weather madness was the reason.  So if you are looking for a flatter Switzerland, I recommend the trail along the lakes and rivers, i.e. the northern part of the country. 
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Neglectig Instagram continued.. this photo is a fe Neglectig Instagram continued.. this photo is a few weeks old, but well.. do many wonderful places visited the last months mostly due to #housesitting that it's hard to remember. After Lago di Garda I enjoyed Piemonte and Val d'Aosta and having a few weeks before another assignment I decided to go to north of France. Started with a nice bicycle path along La Seine river. Idyllic landscape, multiple castles with the impressive medieval fortress of Château-Gaillard overlooking the meanders of the Seine, flanked by limestone cliffs.. cycling in France can get as easy and enjoyable as that .. Pushing my bicycle through the chinese Tian Shan feels like an old, unbelievable story here
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- What are you doing here, are you traveling alone - What are you doing here, are you traveling alone?  asked Marco in front of Lidl seeing me packing my groceries. It's still the cheapest market in Italy and sometimes I buy there, although the amount of packaging plastic they use makes me sick. And it was in this market in Peschiera del Garda that I heard the biggest mix of languages for weeks, which made me even more surprised that anyone paid attention to me at all.
 - Do you want to sleep wild?  There are places by the lake, but not here. You can stay at my place if you like, but it's 15 km away - he added. 
Not this time, I was going the other way. 
When at the end of my stay in Tuscany I received a housesitting offer by Lake Garda, I thought to myself - why not?  I was here only once by bike. I've also decided to cancel housesitting gigs in Spain for other reasons.
The lake area is kind of luxurious, a nice change.
This is the largest lake in Italy, an extremely picturesque place.  As befits its post-glacial origin, it is long, the circumference is 160 km and in the northern section it bites into high mountains. Turquoise water, green trimmed lawns and high mountains on the horizon.Very touristy, but it's enough to cycle 5 km from the coast you embrace rolling hills, vineyards, crops and it's very normal and still beautiful.
But nature is not doing so well. Water level in Lake Garda is at its lowest in decades. In the face of the worst flooding in the Po Valley in over years, it's like a paradox. The lakes aren't just views but large bodies of water used in agriculture and power plants. The German press warned their readers,thousands of whom come here on holiday: "Lake Garda is so low that diving is dangerous."
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I don't like numbers and don't count on them in th I don't like numbers and don't count on them in the summary of my trip around Sardinia.  I don't know how much I pedaled, what is the sum of elevation gains and stuff.  But wait, I know something! - I spent 16 days there and saw only part of the island. 
This place immediately won my heart, although I would rather avoid it during the season.  The beaches are insane, but it was too cold to swim. And too windy, although if you're lucky the wind blows in your favour. And maybe the prices, it's more expensive than on land.  Hills and mountains nearly everywhere.
Adventages? Nature, vast space, people, traces of indigenous people who once inhabited the island.  Mysterious Nuraghi Towers.  The enormity of traditions that are cultivated for the Sardinians, not for tourists. 
But let's finish describing my tour. I reached the town of Bosa, probably the most charming Sardinian town, where colorful houses are located on the mountainside and there is a castle on top of it. I haven't discovered whether it's a custom or whether painting houses is for tourists, but the fact is that in many Sardinian cities houses have facades in vivid colors and so is Bosa. I walked around the streets of Bosa a bit, ate ice cream and started rolling a few hundred meters up. Instead of the main road, I chose a smaller, more winding and with a greater dose of climbing, which usually provides more attractions and scenic impressions.  You wander through small villages where people say hello and ask where you are from.  Thanks to this, I came across two local celebrations on Sunday, which are related to religion, and on Monday the third one.  Phew!  The most interesting were tractors in floral styling, which later took part in the procession.
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The winds will blow as they want my mother used to The winds will blow as they want my mother used to say - and in Sardinia the winds usually blow counter-clockwise.  When I reached Olbia on the east coast of Sardinia, I should have started cycling west. However, I was too keen to see the feast of Saint Efisio in Cagliari in the south of the island, so I decided to go there by train and disturbed this windy order. I got off the station before the city to find a quiet corner behind a bush for the night.  From there I went to Cagliari.
I saw the amazing fiesta and crawled out of town slowly.  Islands are islands, you can always count on wind blowing there.  And it blew right in my face.  I did 20km that afternoon and didn't enjoy it at all.
 I had an ambitious plan to conquer the interior and the east of the island, which is famous for its beauty, and it was.  Huge spaces, greenery, grazing cattle... we like it that way.  Extremely steep climbs and my bike loaded after the winter did their job - two days of struggling with them reduced my urges to push east, which is considered the most beautiful part of the island.  Willingly or not, after seeing the UNESCO site which are the ruins of the Bronze Age village in Barumini, the people of Sardinia called the Nuraghias, I climbed even higher and then went back to the sea to Oristano and packed the train back to Olbia.  Just to go with the wind along the coast. I wanted to see some of this emerald sea.  So I did, cycling the Costa Smeralda. The sun was shining beautifully, I didn't feel like taking a bath or staying in the sun. It's still too cold.  But the views alone are enough for me.
Nature are Number One in Sardinia.  The architecture was unobtrusive, not to say ugly.  Surprise. After seeing the gems of Tuscany and Puglia, this was a bit of a disappointment.  But, there are beautiful murals everywhere!
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On my last, or penultimate, weekend in Tuscany thi On my last, or penultimate, weekend in Tuscany this spring, I was to wind my way through the roads of the Chianti hills. Yes, that's where the ones famous of wine-making (in the store ask for "kianti", not "cianti") and the place of the beginning of the l'Eroica bike race. I was there 10 years ago, and all in all, the hills around me are plentiful, but just to refresh my memory, stretch my calves and catch the first sun? I don't live too close, the cats had company over the weekend so I thought - well, how about a two-day trip? 
I didn't want to pack all the lodging equipment for one night, but two accommodation search engines had bad news, however - in an area of 150 km x 100 km for the night from Saturday to Sunday there was not a single vacant accommodation! Mount Amiata. On the second one the cheapest offers for more than 200 EUR.  The long Italian weekend has begun (April 25, Italy celebrates "Festa della Librazione" - Liberation Day). On top of that, the region is mega-touristy, and there is no camping apart from Siena. Let’s pack uwellell. 
Set off slowly like a tortoise ... past Asciano I entered, in the sense of pushed, on the famous white gravel roads, along which the route of the Eroica race leads and then even more slowlier!  I was occasionally passed by cyclists travelling light and on E-bikes, because that's the only way they cycle here. Envious. Eroica roads are for eagles or I need to revise my physical capabilities. I don't know what killed me more, the steepness of the roads or the number of motorcyclists on their roaring machines, but by the evening I decided that I've had and seen enough, I'm going back. And those dozen kilometers of return home in the dark - because nearly no vehicles anymore, listening to the sounds of the night, were perhaps as beautiful as the Tuscan and Sienese landscapes in spring.
And in a few days, a new cycling stage.
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"Christmas with yours, Easter with whoever you want", "Christm "Christmas with yours, Easter with whoever you want", "Christmas with the family, Easter with whoever you want" - according to this saying, Easter in Italy is often spent away from home, with family or friends.  The beginning of the picnic season, one might say, the welcome of spring.  Children are given chocolate eggs.  Accommodation places are booked long before Christmas.  Although you can't generalize - in many homes everything from A to Z is cooked.
The Easter traditions hold strong in the south of the country, in Sicily and even in Puglia, but although I was hoping to participate, unfortunately I was not able to be there at that time again.  The processions that take place on Good Friday, are very solemn and gather hundreds of participants.  I really like to peek at local customs, but in Tuscany there is not much to see 🙃, unless watching hundreds of visitors would count as such.  It's interesting that when I searched (in three languages) for "Easter in Tuscany", I mainly see offers of accommodation and trips.  When I searched for "Easter in Puglia", the search engine shows mainly religious rites and local traditions.

This year spring is late, the trees are blooming, but the leaves are still on hold. Three days ago we had frost at night, it's supposed to rain during Easter. In fact, it's just about to start.  Yes, I've seen what's going on with the weather in Poland, I'm not complaining! 

So I jumped on my bike before this rain for a pre-Easter bike ride to Trequanda. I haven't been there yet this year.  This is another insanely picturesque road with a view of Monte Amiata and Crete Senesi.
 I enclose a handful of photos to whet your appetite for Tuscany and wish you a good Easter time.  Rest and live it as you like.
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      • Czarnogóra/ Kosovo/ Macedonia/ Bułgaria
  • IN PRACTICE
    • Countries
      • Cycling Japan in practice
      • USA
      • Burma (Myanmar)
    • Asia by bike - practical info
    • A must-have or what is useful to me when traveling?
    • This is a men’s world... should a woman travelling solo be scared?
    • Winter bike clothing - what works for me the best?
    • Sandals for cycling - Teva, Keen, Source, Shimano.. which ones to choose?
    • Equipment and accessories when traveling by bike - what is useful for me?
    • Transporting a bicycle by plane - as I understand it? My experiences
    • Bike in the world - a guide for women
  • Journeys
  • COOPERATION
  • EVENTS
  • MEDIA
 

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