Special transport Eastern Europe from Switzerland on the way to Moldova



It all started with a call from Switzerland. Would I have time? Naturally. As long as I live, I have time and I have fun for everyone.
And orders from Switzerland usually promised a lot of fun.
Could I deliver machinery and goods back to Moldova at short notice and back again a week later?
Looking for someone with experience in dealing with border officials and because my name was recommended.
In the absence of carnet, there might be problems at the border.
The time to apply for a carnet but you have not.
It is always very urgent. The delivery was best done yesterday.
It sounds familiar to me and sounded like a job to my liking.
The journey by motorcycle took just under 600 km to Switzerland.
There I took over the loaded vehicle and roared off. I left Austria and Hungary behind me quickly.
I had to stop only for the purchase of toll stickers. Such is also required in Romania and Moldova but can not yet be forged in Europe.

In Hungary, large demonstrations were held against the President's planned internet tax.
Here, too, hidden speed cameras lurked modern highwayman. The security is only pushed forward. As always, it's about money.
After 1000 km the first break somewhere along the way. I parked my rolling home hidden behind high corn fields.
My colleague was stolen in a similar delivery here in Hungary, all machines from the car, while he spent the night in a hotel.
I prefer this kind of camping anyway. Although there was frost at night, my sleeping bag kept me comfortably warm.
The radio played better music than at home. One noticed the Russian impact.
The entry to Romania was uncomplicated. Most people have long emigrated to Germany and live with a show business of German child support and wage increase see Frontal21 from 06.09.2016 and SpiegelTV or as intentionally mutilated beggars or prostitutes see also this documentation. People are bringing children into the world, even though they can not feed them themselves, thus setting a vicious circle in motion.
Roma Gypsies from Romanians are known as marmots for clawing. Entire groups of shoplifters and pickpockets from Romania often travel to Germany and France to prey, to feed their families at home. See also ARD PlusMinus on 23.08.2017. In their homeland, they afford then chic houses, mostly stolen from Germany expensive luxury cars (24 out of 25 luxury cars are stolen see the panoramic show "the reporter" "So steals the car mafia luxury cars") and other status symbols to make see ARD contrasts from 21.07.2016 and Because of them already the Luvre and the Eiffel Tower had to be closed. Also the so-called Enkeltrick is applied by Romaklans, who travel extra to Germany. Criminals in particular are not deported if they face penalties in their home country. So they can continue to rob and blackmail here. Officially, they are unemployed and are still funded by the state. "Refugees" are welcome here.
Since Romania is not a member of the Schengen area, there was a short passport control, then I was allowed to continue.
Friendly as I was, I collected shortly after the border a few hitchhikers.
The communication was due to the lack of language skills on my part with hands and feet.
When the hitchhikers left me a few miles later, they handed me a few bills.
This repeated itself several times in the course of the day.
Hitchhiking seems to be as normal as bus or ride in other countries.
In this way, it was possible to drive the Dachia Loggy, which consumed only 5.7 liters of diesel per 100 km, even here cost-neutral.
Although there is a perfect new road in the middle of Romania, I followed the much more interesting, bumpy road along the border with Ukraine.
Time it did not matter, because this way was a few hundred kilometers shorter.
After 2000 km I finally reached the border to Moldova, the poorest country in Europe. Here, the average salary is only 150 euros per month. It was only 200 km to my destination in Chisinau.
The departure from Romania took only a few minutes. Vehicle registration and green insurance card were OK.
The entry into Moldova, on the other hand, required some patience as expected.
This was partly because neither I nor the frontier knew where to find the Chassi number of the Dachia. In addition, the corrupt police wanted me to give them money to speed up entry.
However, as long as the officers concentrated on this number, they could do no other mischief.
I was friendly and amused by my lack of Russian language skills. Finally, the official disappeared back into his house and gave me my entry stamp.
For the machines, which cost a few thousand euros, nobody was interested in a country where some people even live in plastic-film houses in the winter.
With my sleeping bag and the little cooker, the whole load looked more like a vacation steamer. Do I want to go to Moldova for business? Neeeee tourist! Social projects are my hobby. Many people we met on the road told us proudly that in addition to their work, they also received Harz4 and child benefit from Germany by posing as Syrians because their country is a safe country of origin, or getting up to 2,000 euros to return to their country to have. So they can live here like kings, they do not need to work anymore and they can buy their own house.
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