1.0Jef le Saltimbanquehttps://jef-le-saltimbanque.com/en/JJ ANEYOTA alias Jef le Saltimbanquehttps://jef-le-saltimbanque.com/en/author/lesaltimbanque/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="4OZtR1X2Ug"><a href="https://jef-le-saltimbanque.com/en/2018/05/20/4290/">Once upon a time …</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://jef-le-saltimbanque.com/en/2018/05/20/4290/embed/#?secret=4OZtR1X2Ug" width="600" height="338" title="“Once upon a time …” — Jef le Saltimbanque" data-secret="4OZtR1X2Ug" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script type="text/javascript"> /* <![CDATA[ */ /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://jef-le-saltimbanque.com/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js /* ]]> */ </script> https://jef-le-saltimbanque.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/04/003054_SENEGAL.jpg20481536  In 2003, I was on the roads of Africa for a 16 months journey. I suffered a lot at the beginning. But how wonderful it was, journey made of meetings, adventures and joy ! Browsing those sand or laterite tracks, sleeping at night fall anywhere, waking up with the brighting sun with monkeys shouting around, all these memories and other things remain and made it worth living. But after 55 000 km it was time to get back home, that was heart breaking I must say. I have been stored at the bottom of a garage, left alone for a more beautiful and younger motorbike. Everytime the door opened, I was secretly hoping to be taken outside. Even an hour ride would have sufficed. Just the pleasure of unjam my wheels turning my rocker, polish up my valves. But no, it was always the other who was going out. He had definitely forgotten me. “He” is my owner. Friends say he is a little crazy. It is true that he was no doubt. A mad passionate, crazy in love, a real mad. But he had changed in the past few years losing his madness. Leading a quite safe sedentary life. […]