Jinji Sadan

This a special post for me to write you all.

This is not a post on cycling it’s about life.

About 2 weeks ago I meet a guy from Germany name Malte in Trabzon in east turkey.

He is also a keen cyclists that going from Berlin to south east Asia and we had good contact from the first minute, malte look like me , a reddish beard that give him a special  look and we looked like 2 brothers going and laughing about life on the road.

Like two cyclists that going alone we talked about bikes and girls and how is the best way to cook your rice (everything that’s important for us….).

We also talked about good and bad places to cycle in the world he told me that he might go to cycle in Afghanistan…

“What about the Taliban?” I asked him.

“That’s ok I think that if the take me they will relis me in 3 or 4 days so it’s not a problem…” he answer me.

I showed him my web site and ask me for some tips to the future because he wants to have a better web site after I told him that if people like as doing what we doing and not sharing it with the world it’s selfish.

We had some days resting together and preparing ourselves to the future, malte was really happy to go to Iran and then to central Asia and me to Georgia and Azerbaijan. Mentally speaking I wasn’t in my best power and malte gave me push for the future.

In my world and life I have to use everything that I got to collect power if it’s from the mountains and the deserts with the hard cycling or if it’s from the friends that I got with the soft heart

He worked as a bike messenger in Berlin so he is an experience guy that knows the life on the road and the ins and outs of the world on a bike.

We cycled together for a day before we broke up and say that we will meet on the road in Tajikistan or china.

It was a really bad day to cycle, boring road and rain for all the day but we kept each other smiling with joke3s and I gave him my list for the worst’s songs that you can think on the road and they can’t get out of your mind….

I told malte that I think that he is crazy to cycle without helmet and told him that the helmet saved my life in Bolivia but he said that if something will happen it’s meant to be and the helmet will not save him if a truck will hit him.

When our roads split we hugged a brave hug (one that you give only for a good friend or a friend from the army) and we sang together one of my favorite songs of all time.

“Doesn’t worry be happy”

With the map that he gave me to Georgia I continue to cycle to my unknown road.

A week ago friend of malte contact me on my web site and ask me if I know malte and he got important news for me.

3 days after we split malte died from a truck accident in east turkey.

The world is spinning in a weird way sometimes my friends.

I had tears in my eyes(I still have it now when I am writing this. , malte was 43 years old(look younger than me…) with no wife or children only a full heart and mind from experience life.

Since then I am always asking myself  if this is how I want to say good bye from the world, in  a hospital with no friends or family to say good bye before I am going to the next heaven in my life?

But if malte will be alive he will tell me that’s how it works in our life and you need to pay to play but some times the cost is too much.

So I want to tell you malte (and a hope that you got Internet connection in heaven), my friend, that I am still going with the map of Georgia that you gave me it will keep me from not getting lost even when I will be in china and we will meet again maybe not in china but also in a good place.

I am honored to give you the last friendly and real hug of your life I will not forget it.

Good luck cycling in Eden and pleas put helmet because you never know in this world what can hit you.

Rest in peace my brother.

Love you all

Roei jinji sadan

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