Without all kinds of support from family, friends, strangers, policemen, immigration officers, famers, truck drivers, cyclists… I was not able to accomplished the journey I have done by myself. I have never felt I am alone. I feel like I am a massager to pass over all these kindness I received to the next person I meet.
While I just arrived U.S.A back to the summer of 2010. I had no idea about how to communicate with Americans, even a bit of scared, not just about my poor English but also I thought that all Americans have guns, if I stay too close to them I may get shot. Those images or impressions I got is from our glory media or just listen from some others said. However after one month of traveling, things turns out very different than I expected.
I started at the east coast, before across the country first stage was from New York City to Washington D.C. That was a quite short distance, but I already started get surprise about Americans. I was not just be invited into locals houses, also when I went to a grocery store in Pennsylvania , somebody saw my bike then my food was covered for free. Also I was Couch surfing in Washington D.C, my host Bryan speaks fluently Mandarin, cook Chinese food, use chopsticks, since he was study in Qinghai, China for 3 years. Even in his apartment have a Chinese map on the wall.
While I was cycling in West Virginia, I was so excited since I was listen “Country road” by John Denver since I was child. But after few days cycling, turns out the”mountain mama” was not so friendly for a heavy load bicycle traveler. I was into an area called Mt. Storm, up hills were never end.
After been suffering by across Appalachian, I met Danny on the way.
” Hey, Are you hungry? “, Danny asked.
” Yeah….” , I answered , I was struggling pedal on the road .
Then he brought me home ,made me a huge steak, with his girlfriend Karen, they celebrated my legit 21st birthday, not 2 days ago I was alone in the wild with an one dollar beer. When I was in Kentucky, a big Cadillac SUV stopped in front of me, an senior lady gave me 50 dollars for no reason. I camped near to a church in Indiana, Policeman gave me a ticket for a free motel room.
6 months in States, a lot of stories happened. I have a totally different perspective about Americans than before, so many friends I met on the way, so many stories need to be shared, I learned how to be nice from the people I was “Scared”.
Even today, 7 years later, my American experiences still is the most memorable one.
After accomplished biking across U.S. my adventure seems became endless. I hitched a ride on a sail boat from Baja California to mainland Mexico, after 4 months traveling in Mexico , because of the hospitality of Mexican friends , I extend my Mexican journey to another 2 years until I decided get back to China started another adventure.
During my trip cycle across Silk Road , the situation was way more tougher than I ever experienced. Cycled on the no road plateau of Kazakhstan , but stayed in the yurt with shepherd with fresh warm food. Camped in a 20km no man zone of 4000 meters altitude between the border of Kyrgyzstan and Tajikistan, because of the visa issue, but after one frozen night , I moved into an only house there with locals for another 3 nights. After crossed the border into Afghanistan, almost got robbed by an Afghani soldier, but stay at another military base had a warm tea and great time chatting with armed soldiers just a hour later.
People always wondering If I got into any dangers during my journey. The answer is truly a big NO. Even I was in war zone or some unstable areas. Most of my time, I stayed with local people or in my tent, stay at hotel only if it is necessary.
The good thing about peddling on a bicycle on a long distance trip is that I will think a lot. I have a lot of time to think about myself, friends, family, our planet, “this is not like what media said”, “ where I gonna sleep tonight” and so many whys. The conclusion of why I am always safe is that If you treat other nice, other also will treat you back in a same way. Even someone had a bad mood , but if the other one start to make first move, eventually we all will be nice to each other.
Those experiences I wrote above just a little pieces of my stories. I would like to share all these amazing stories to more people, for that to have more confidence to contribute our beautiful society.
Few years ago, I started to understand that my journey is not just a journey anymore, it is not just from one destination to another. I am more like on a mission to connect all the people from different part of the world, pass over all these kindness I received to the next person I meet. Then that person will do the same thing to others. Everyone will have a better understanding to each other. For example, when you think about the Chinese people you will start to think about that adventurous Chinaman you met, not just the old image of millions Chinese people on the bike to work shows from media.
That is what we can really do to contribute for a better world.
In the last 7 years, even I got so much support, Due to my financial statues, I also have to stopped the journey for work in the differently period. Since I have a filmmaking background which makes my job is more fixable and more fun, I was working as a freelance producer sometimes cameraman or editor for quite a long time. When I was in Mexico, after been as a language teacher for a few months, I setted up my first company, at that time I was 22 years old.
Recently, I just finished another video projects, I use these money to buy a motorcycle. Since I have been dreaming of travelling on a motorcycle has been in my mind for such a long time ( since 2011 in Mexico), why not make the first move to get a motorcycle . Also I sold or gifted everything I have in Shanghai, right now all my stuff with me is about 40kg, and a 1995 Honda Africa Twin XRV 750.
The first stage of my motorcycle journey started from Germany. I will explore Europe, Balkans and Caucasus, Africa, then to America.