13/12/10
Alarm clock with my new phone ! Hey Hey, what's going on? Orange even sent me an SMS telling me that my package is exhausted. So I took a "refill" of 8 €; I called customer service. He told me I could not use internet because it cost Outside the territory arm. € 13 for a connection. Kaka! In addition to my phone stopped working so for now more pictures or videos ...
But there are still good enough to write the blog. After that Ingvar with whom I slept in Gävle, helped me to recharge my Swedish phone. I still reachable and especially I can contact couchsurfers ; Today hitchhiking went well: Finding the right resort is crucial!
This morning around 10am we looked at the site Hitchwiki to see the road with Ingvar. He dropped me at the top station with trucks. I found a truck that dropped me in Hudiksvall.
Dado, took me in a truck, a Renault, we have discussed, Dado too cool! It's great, the truck was very comfortable, much more space than a car. He offered me orange juice, too cool!
Like an ass, I forgot my map of Sweden on a trash can in helping to throw a few empty cans of tobacco. I've realized too late of course ...
What about on the road, it was great, low traffic, all white, you just have brands for the wheels, the roads are all white. Cars and trucks are equipped with special tires to be able to drive on ice and snow. Everyone knows driving on snowy roads and jellies. It's pretty new to me, it's pretty impressive because it slips all the time. When Dado dropped me at the station, I was walking on an ice rink and snow. I asked if they were two motorists in the northern Sundsvall, they said yes, but I was not responsible, okay, I asked another truck driver, not a super heavy. He told me he was going to Sundsvall but not right away because he had other stops shipments of food and others do before. I asked if it would arrive before 6 pm in Sundsvall, he told me that yes, ok no problem, that's cool, I'm riding with "Amrik". A Scania's truck. Very tough, the best from him. I want to believe, the scania are deemed to be of very good truck, very reliable, 651000km then had his fairly recent, a truck gets an average of 3 million kilometers. ... In short, we went to get bread in an industrial complex and then we went elsewhere in the country, I saw a few wooden houses, old enough, I think the 19th. Obviously everything is all white with many forests! It's beautiful and very quiet. The sun sets around 3PM night he happened to 4PM. And after that something a bit not funny but , in fact funny, worthy of a film by Roy Andersson. Well I'll tell!
Imagine the scene, Delivery, guess, no you can not guess, grrr! Delivery is beer! Abro brand I think. What happens it then. Amrik pulls backwards, so far so good. In fact he told me I will deliver beer to the "System Bollaget". The "System Bollaget" is the store where you can buy alcohol, but be careful, not after 6PM. He recoils at a safe distance. I get off the truck to stretch my legs. And all of a sudden I hear a huge uproar? I head to the back of the truck and what do I see: the range of beer that had spilled from the top of its lift. As the truck was slightly canted. He could not hold the load of the truck on which was placed the cargo. She must weigh in 400-500 pounds, too heavy for one man, even strong! You can imagine that internally it made me laugh a little. I said hello to employees of the Bollaget system, I put my jacket and I helped to Amrik picked up all the beers. The delivery was now compromised ... So everything was carted in large garbage bags. It reeked of beer thrills! Moreover, I have a pair of gloves to wash. I picked up the beers with him by -7 ° c this quail a bit anyway! A woman spoke a little French, she knew Marseille. Briefly, after ascending all the beers in the truck, we went to lay eggs. Guess what, the eggs are also ball and it is huge, but beers yes eggs ... not eggs, it's been a bit much for the day. Amrik has washed away in the back and then contacted his boss told him the incident of the beer. Never in 10 years nothing had ever happened. The last straw is that he also smelled of beer. He called one of his buddies to ask if he could come pick her taff to avoid him and take the bus. He then filed at the station in Sundsvall. I thanked him well.
Arrived in Sundsvall, I asked a passerby where was the library and I found myself in the library. At the entrance of the jugglers were practising for a performance at the Santa Lucia. It is a festival which takes place December 13. I ran to home, to go see a map of Sweden. In the end, I went out to buy one. Much worse than mine but hey, it's better than nothing!
Then I took the bus to Naksta. Tiee welcomed me with open arms!
She cooked a great Italian meal, that is to say good pasta with shrimp sauce, spinach, salad mushrooms, avocados. I bought some salmon and Knäkebröd to accompany everything:
Nice Régalade!
Tomorrow I'm going to Umea and I am that middle of the road ...
13/12/10
Alarm clock with my new phone ! Hey Hey, what's going on? Orange even sent me an SMS telling me that my package is exhausted. So I took a "refill" of 8 €; I called customer service. He told me I could not use internet because it cost Outside the territory arm. € 13 for a connection. Kaka! In addition to my phone stopped working so for now more pictures or videos ...
But there are still good enough to write the blog. After that Ingvar with whom I slept in Gävle, helped me to recharge my Swedish phone. I still reachable and especially I can contact couchsurfers ; Today hitchhiking went well: Finding the right resort is crucial!
This morning around 10am we looked at the site Hitchwiki to see the road with Ingvar. He dropped me at the top station with trucks. I found a truck that dropped me in Hudiksvall.
Dado, took me in a truck, a Renault, we have discussed, Dado too cool! It's great, the truck was very comfortable, much more space than a car. He offered me orange juice, too cool!
Like an ass, I forgot my map of Sweden on a trash can in helping to throw a few empty cans of tobacco. I've realized too late of course ...
What about on the road, it was great, low traffic, all white, you just have brands for the wheels, the roads are all white. Cars and trucks are equipped with special tires to be able to drive on ice and snow. Everyone knows driving on snowy roads and jellies. It's pretty new to me, it's pretty impressive because it slips all the time. When Dado dropped me at the station, I was walking on an ice rink and snow. I asked if they were two motorists in the northern Sundsvall, they said yes, but I was not responsible, okay, I asked another truck driver, not a super heavy. He told me he was going to Sundsvall but not right away because he had other stops shipments of food and others do before. I asked if it would arrive before 6 pm in Sundsvall, he told me that yes, ok no problem, that's cool, I'm riding with "Amrik". A Scania's truck. Very tough, the best from him. I want to believe, the scania are deemed to be of very good truck, very reliable, 651000km then had his fairly recent, a truck gets an average of 3 million kilometers. ... In short, we went to get bread in an industrial complex and then we went elsewhere in the country, I saw a few wooden houses, old enough, I think the 19th. Obviously everything is all white with many forests! It's beautiful and very quiet. The sun sets around 3PM night he happened to 4PM. And after that something a bit not funny but , in fact funny, worthy of a film by Roy Andersson. Well I'll tell!
Imagine the scene, Delivery, guess, no you can not guess, grrr! Delivery is beer! Abro brand I think. What happens it then. Amrik pulls backwards, so far so good. In fact he told me I will deliver beer to the "System Bollaget". The "System Bollaget" is the store where you can buy alcohol, but be careful, not after 6PM. He recoils at a safe distance. I get off the truck to stretch my legs. And all of a sudden I hear a huge uproar? I head to the back of the truck and what do I see: the range of beer that had spilled from the top of its lift. As the truck was slightly canted. He could not hold the load of the truck on which was placed the cargo. She must weigh in 400-500 pounds, too heavy for one man, even strong! You can imagine that internally it made me laugh a little. I said hello to employees of the Bollaget system, I put my jacket and I helped to Amrik picked up all the beers. The delivery was now compromised ... So everything was carted in large garbage bags. It reeked of beer thrills! Moreover, I have a pair of gloves to wash. I picked up the beers with him by -7 ° c this quail a bit anyway! A woman spoke a little French, she knew Marseille. Briefly, after ascending all the beers in the truck, we went to lay eggs. Guess what, the eggs are also ball and it is huge, but beers yes eggs ... not eggs, it's been a bit much for the day. Amrik has washed away in the back and then contacted his boss told him the incident of the beer. Never in 10 years nothing had ever happened. The last straw is that he also smelled of beer. He called one of his buddies to ask if he could come pick her taff to avoid him and take the bus. He then filed at the station in Sundsvall. I thanked him well.
Arrived in Sundsvall, I asked a passerby where was the library and I found myself in the library. At the entrance of the jugglers were practising for a performance at the Santa Lucia. It is a festival which takes place December 13. I ran to home, to go see a map of Sweden. In the end, I went out to buy one. Much worse than mine but hey, it's better than nothing!
Then I took the bus to Naksta. Tiee welcomed me with open arms!
She cooked a great Italian meal, that is to say good pasta with shrimp sauce, spinach, salad mushrooms, avocados. I bought some salmon and Knäkebröd to accompany everything:
Nice Régalade!
Tomorrow I'm going to Umea and I am that middle of the road ...
13/12/10
Réveil avec mon nouveau chip phone ! Hé Hé, mais que se passe t-il ? Orange qui m’envoie encore un SMS pour me dire que mon forfait est épuisé. Alors j’ai repris un « refill » de 8€ ; J’ai appelé le service client. Il m’ont dit que je ne pouvais pas utiliser internet car Hors du territoire ça coute un bras. 13€ pour une connexion. Bref dégoutté. En plus mon téléphone ne marche plus donc pour l’instant plus de photos ni de vidéos…
Mais bon il reste quand même de quoi écrire le blog. Après ça Ingvar chez qui j’ai dormi à Gävle, m’a aidé pour recharger mon téléphone suédois. Je reste joignable et surtout je peux contacter les couchsurfeurs qui m’hébergent ; Aujourd’hui l’auto-stop s’est bien déroulé : Trouver la bonne station est primordial !
Ce matin vers 10h nous avons regardé sur le site Hitchwiki pour voir la route avec Ingvar. Il m’a déposé dans une grande station avec des camions. J’ai trouvé un camion qui m’a déposé à Hudiksvall.
Dado, m’a pris en camion , un Renault, nous avons discuté, trop cool Dado ! C’est génial, le camion était super confortable,beaucoup plus de place que dans une voiture. Il m’a proposé du jus d’orange, trop sympa!
Comme un âne, j’ai oublié ma carte de Suède sur une poubelle en l’aidant à jeter quelques boites vides de tabac. Je m’en suis rendu compte trop tard évidemment…
Que dire sur la route, que c’était génial, peu de trafic, tout blanc, vous avez juste les marques pour les roues, les routes sont toutes blanches. Les voitures et les camions sont équipés de pneus spéciaux pour pouvoir rouler sur le verglas et la neige. Tout le monde sait rouler sur des routes enneigées et gelées. C’est assez nouveau pour moi, c’est assez impressionnant parce que ça glisse tout le temps. Lorsque Dado m’a déposé à la station, je marchais sur une patinoire de glace et de neige. J’ai demandé à deux automobilistes s’ils allaient dans le Nord à Sundvall, ils m’ont dit que Oui, mais ne m’ont pas chargé, pas grave, j’ai demandé à une autre chauffeur de poids lourds, pas un super lourd. Il m’a dit qu’il allait à Sundvall mais pas tout de suite parce qu’il avait d’autres arrêts de livraisons de nourriture et autres à faire avant. Je mui ai demandé si on arriverait à Sundsvall avant 18h , il m’a dit que Oui , ok pas de probl ème c’est cool , je suis monté avec Amrik. Un Scania, son camion. Très costaud, les meilleurs d’après lui. Je veux bien le croire, les scania sont réputés pour étre de Très bon camion, très fiable, le sien avait 651000km donc assez récent, un camion fait en moyenne 3 millions de kilomètres….Bref nous sommes allés chercher du Pain dans un complexe industriel puis ensuite nous sommes allés ailleurs , dans la campagne ; J’y ai vu quelques maisons en bois, assez vieilles, 19ème je pense. Évidemment tout est blanc partout avec beaucoup de forêts ! C’est splendide et très calme. Le soleil se couche vers 15h15h30 il fait nuit vers 16h.Il s’est passé un truc super rigolo , digne d’un film de Roy Andersson. Bon allez je raconte, je pense que vous allez vous poiler !
Imagines la scène, La livraison, devinez, non vous pouvez pas deviner, grrr ! La livraison c’est de la bière ! De la marque Abro je pense. Que se passe t-il donc. Amrik se gare en marche arrière, jusque là tout va bien. En fait il me dit je vais livrer de la bière au « System Bollaget ». Qu’est ce donc que le « System Bollaget » ? Le « System Bollaget » est le magasin où vous pouvez acheter de l’alcool, mais attention àpas après 18h. Il recule à bonne distance. Je descends du camion pour me dégourdir les jambes. Et d’un seul coup j’entends un énorme brouhaha ? Je me dirige vers l’arrière du camion et que vois-je : la palette de bière qui s’était renversée du haut de son monte-charge. Comme le camion était légèrement en dévers. Il n’a pu retenir la charge du chariot sur lequel était posée la cargaison. Elle devait bien peser dans les 4-500 kilos, trop lourd pour un seul homme, même costaud ! Vous pensez bien qu’intérieurement ça m’a fait un peu marrer. J’ai dit bonjour aux employés du system Bollaget ; j’ai déposé mon blouson et j’ai aidé Amrik à ramassé toutes les bières. La livraison était à présent compromise…Bref on a tout charrié dans des gros sacs-poubelles. Ca empestait la bière à donf ! d’ailleurs j’ai une paire de gants à laver. J’ai ramassé les bières avec lui; Par –7°c ça caille un peu quand même ! Bref c’était drôle. Je me suis présenté aux employés. Une femme parlait un peu français, elle connaissait Marseille. Bref, après avoir remonté toutes les bières dans le camion, nous sommes allés déposer des œufs. Devinez quoi, les œufs aussi on ballé et la c’est énorme, les bières oui mais les œufs…Non pas les œufs, ça fait un peu beaucoup pour la journée. Amrik les a charriés à l’arrière et a ensuite contacté son Boss pour lui expliqué l’incident de la bière. En 10 ans jamais rien ne lui était jamais arrivé. Le comble c’est qu’il empestait aussi la bière. Il a appelé un de ses potes pour lui demander s’il pouvait venir le récupérer à son taff , pour lui éviter ainsi de prendre le bus. Il m’a ensuite déposé à la gare de Sundsvall. Je l’ai bien remercié.
Arrivé à Sundsvall, j’ai demandé à un passant où se trouvait la librairie et je me suis retrouvé à la bibliothèque. A l’entré des jongleurs s’entraînaient pour une représentation à l’occasion de la Santa Lucia. C’est une fête qui a lieu le 13 décembre. Je me suis présenté à l’accueil, pour aller consulter une carte de Suède. Au final, je suis sorti pour aller en acheter une. Beaucoup moins bien que la mienne mais bon, c’est mieux que rien !
Ensuite j’ai pris le bus pour Naksta et Tiee m’a accueilli à bras ouvert !
Elle m’a cuisiné un super repas italien, c’est-à-dire des bonnes pâtes avec une sauce aux crevettes, épinards, mache, champignons, avocats. J’avais acheté un peu de saumon et du Knäkebröd pour accompagner le tout : Régalade !
Demain je pars pour Umea et je suis qu milieu du chemin...
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