First I crossed the United States...

First I crossed the United States...
From Miami to Vancouver

... Then I decided I wanted more

... Then I decided I wanted more
and rode through Canada from Vancouver to New York

Quebec, Acadia, Maine

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Quebec is a beautiful French city in America. It is weird for an Spanish guy. It is very well kept and worth to visit. But the weather turn up bad and I left. I went east to the US border and stayed in Ste Teophilus, an Acadian village where no one spoke English. It was like being in no where. I found a good cottage for hunters and stayed there for one night while the rain hit the land and the men. The Acadians had been hit few times in History so they are used to that. At the following morning, I rode in the rain to the US border. The cop asked what was my pourpose in Russia and Uzbekistan. My passport is a deep throat. I answered: "the same in US. Just riding and see what is going on". They let me go in. So I am back to the US.

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