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    Day 1.222 – The Lucky Coincidence

    Trois-Riviere -> Quebec City
    Distance (km) : 156
    Time on bike : 8h 07m
    Brutto time: 7.07 – 20.00
    Avg : 19.2 km/h
    Max.speed: 46.0
    Total (km) : 52.069
    Altitude: 30 m
    Difficulty: 4.5 of 5

    Morning camp near Trois-Riviere, Quebec.

    Conditions are perfect again this morning. How lucky we are, the Koga and I. And the luck strikes back later on today…

    Breakfast on the curb!

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    Trois-Riviere, Quebec.

    St. Laurent River

    River crossing in Quebec.

    Village church, Quebec.

    52.000 km. Near Pontneuf, Quebec, Canada.

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    Quebec countryside...

    That I don’t feel tired after 7 hours and 140 km in the saddle under the merciless, Canadian late-summer sun, is both a fact and a mystery to me.

    Village church, Quebec.

    Through God-blessed Couchsurfing.com I have a place to stay in Quebec City. But the thing is that I’m one day ahead of schedule, and Kelie, my Quebec host, doesn’t expect me until tomorrow. It’s late in the afternoon when I reach the western suburbs of Quebec, and I don’t feel like asking if I can drop by with such a short notice, so I keep riding towards the city center, figuring that I might just find a park to camp or whatever.

    New day, new location, new bed.

    All of a sudden, a guy on his bike comes riding up next to me, points at me, saying I know you!, smilingly and surprised. I can’t believe this is true! It’s Jean-Baptiste that I shared a room with for a week in the Casa de Ciclistas in Trujillo, Peru, last December! (Remember my Salsa Trauma?)

    None of us can fathom the coincidence (and writing this, 3 days later, I count this as maybe the biggest chance meeting ever in my life). And I thought I knew no one in this city!

    Me and Jean-Baptiste in Quebec.

    Jean-Baptiste asks me where I’m going to sleep tonight (in my roofless situation, a very welcome question), I say I don’t know, and then the doors are all open. JB lives with his parents and siblings in a Quebecois suburb, Sainte Foy west of downtown Quebec, and together (and still amazed at the freak encounter) we ride to his house.

    On this day..

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