We Need Trees

Cycling after Barcelona to Madrid Before I go to Barcelona I contacted few members of CS and WS in regard of having a place to stay while staying in Barcelona. Arantxa and Harriet were the ones who replied positively to my request and luckily Harriet was a teacher who could organize a tree planting in her school. I arrived around 8:30 when Arantxa was not available and I contacted Sara who is her flat mate. We met on the Catalonia square and we cycled home with Sara, An Italian friendly girl who could easily represent the culture and show how it is different from north of Europe.
I was happy to meet them and talk to them and later at night when Arantxa came also I had the same experience.

We Need Trees

I met Mohammad on Warm Showers and hosted him for a couple of nights in Barcelona, during which time we talked about travelling, bikes, serendipity, and crazy dreams. He also came to the school where I work – ES International School near Barcelona where a group of highly motivated student-athletes spend their days studying and pursuing their own dreams of becoming great athletes, tennis players and bike racers.
It was a beautiful Friday – the day when we usually have our house meetings at school. Mohammad and I carried a small olive tree on the metro and lost a few olives on the bus while the sun was rising over the motorway

5 years ago on May 2008 I met Marta Maergali from Spain in New Zealand while we were both cycling but in oposite directions.  we were staying both in  haast in a hostel. just an hour of chat at night and saying goodbye next morning was all our friendship experience.
I kept in touch with her through my common emails I send once a while and when I came to Europe she invited me kindly to his house if I pass through her city.
I cycled through Pyrenees and I entered to Spain from North East and directly I cycled to Girona, where Marta is living. 

The reason I decided to go through Pyrenees goes back to the time when I was in Paris, with Ali Mohanna we were looking for a restaurant and finally we decided to eat in an old restaurant from 1685. we were there to experience Paris ambiance. An Irish couple was next to us and we began to talk. Fidel and Philip ..a lovely one. When we were going to leave restaurant I gave them my card and they kindly invited me to stay with them if I pass through their town. I came back home and looked at the map,..I knew which I will be in Biaritz which is on the south west of France and it was exactly in the same level south but east and to get through I should go through Pyrenees, a range of mountain which stretched all the way from west to the east between France and Spain. My way of traveling is just to go with no information and no fixed plan. Just let see what is happening and follow it.

I left Paris by train to Tours, a city on the Luire valley. Again the reason for me to get there was a friend. Always friends and people are the one who make a route for me.
I met Myriam 6 years ago in Varanasi-India while walking along the Gangues at night. I was with Diego my Brazilian friend and in sudden hips of Indian guy attacked her. They were pulling her scarf and she was screaming..it was one of the most hardest moments in my journey. We ran to her and pulled her out of the crowd.
we were all sad and angry…now 6 years later I was going to meet her again but in a very peaceful situation. I was so happy to see her again. I left the train and began to cycle along the Luir river.