Heduš smuggling weapons into Cheenaie

How can you get in Chennai, India to the forefront the interests of journalists and police officers? Easy. Milan, Eve, and of course a similar misunderstanding Heduš lived on your own and send us your experiences online directly from the road.
So we again Chennaii. Our famous Sheik handles securities, which are needed to pick up our car from the container terminal. What took two hours in Singapore and India in 2 days.

D-Day comes and we are a terrible way through traffic towards chennaiským kontejnerovému reloading. The officer opened our transshipment container and begins to carefully browse our stuff.

We had no idea what to expect. All we willingly showed him and told about our trip. We started to unpack military souvenirs and explain what’s what and what was used 35 years ago. We gladly and he explained how it works such a landmine, the remnants we have driven. Obviously it did not understand much, because he commanded, let the trophies we pack your bag and take them to the customs office.

And thus began the greatest adventure about the journey. A customs officer called his supervisor and told her the phone, we can smuggle them as souvenirs. Just forgot to note that these are just harmless metal debris. So began a major investigation. Customs informed the police and some local media reported. Publican leaders of us identified as arms smugglers. That we did not even want to believe. So when the story of our learning that we passed through Pakistan, began to shout that we are terrorists. I could not hold and I began to laugh, but I realized that it probably meant it.

Among the leaders arrived at the office by local police. There you could see a professional approach, since it will immediately recognize that this is not a dangerous munitions. However, the front pushed reporters and television crews around 3. They had the first info about the weapons found in the port and I wrote an article. Chennai has a population of about 7milionů registered and unregistered a couple million (that is info from the local police). Well, most of them watch television very often. The police had to inform the media about what was found. Sent us to the hotel until three in the morning and informed journalists that what is considered dangerous munitions is sent to the expertise.

Well I will stay here the details, but I can say that the other day we wrote about all the local newspapers and television stations reported on the news. The third day he wrote a newspaper right that this is only a harmless metal. That does not change anything on it that our hotel a lot of people know and some you definitely thought we were dangerous terrorists. The police, we apologize for the inconvenience, and senior police officer literally named head of customs for the stupid person. Well I thought that this interesting tale is terminated. I can say that I quite enjoyed it all the time and I did not consider it a big problem. With the police we drank tea, said goodbye and went on to complete the customs papers to pick up the car.

Well, there was again our old friends, who had probably decided that we stay in a lot Chennaii znepříjemní. She said that the police do not care about it, and that he can keep the car for 6 months. The reason it said that it needs to investigate and waved to the Indian law that has to do it right. Well, that’s no fun! She took us to the office and it seemed that he says about money. We know that in India it is normal, but we were afraid we made a mistake. We did not give her anything and she said that we could fly home and keep the car for 6 months. It proved too much for us too!

We stopped her wheel to keep explaining why we travel by car, and why we have over Pakistan and why we bought in Laos turistshopu destroyed the old cartridge. We took the phone and informed by our embassy in New Delhi. And then things started to happen! Chennai in southern India and falls under the Czech consulate in Bombay. Within minutes, we spoke with a very willing worker of our consulate, who already knew about the embassy in New Delhi. Again, we explained everything and told you everything happened. And then everything went very quickly. The head of our consulate in Bombay called the chief inspector of customs officers in Chennaii and he apologized to us and gave us a car …

Everything was handled in one day or more in a few hours. What will happen with the leading lady I do not know, but it was clear that the problems we did. Maybe we should pay!! All of her subordinates to be able to help us and advise us what to do. It just is from cows Chennaie.

This story was our great good end, and fortunately it only with the help of our embassy in New Delhi and the consulate in Bombay. There are very courteous and helpful people and it’s very nice feeling to know that you are traveling the world behind someone who is trying to help you and behind you, your country.

We know that we have for ourselves, but we really thought that this could cause such problems. And both ended cylinders? Well, we took the chief inspector of customs officers chennaiských. It is probably on a shelf in the office.

The hotel we said goodbye, sat in the car and went over the central India village in Varanasi. The holiest place on the river Ganges. This exciting town is situated on the left bank of the Ganges and the shore line the various Ghats for the prayers and cleansing baths. We hired a boat and all you viewed. Most tourists, of course, around two funeral ghat, where the borders of the wood burning remains of the deceased. The dead body is wrapped in a colored fabric and adorned with flowers. Then the cleaned water from the Ganges and is placed on the woodpile. The ash that remains from the body is scattered in the Ganges. These are all watching and photographing tourists. It’s awful, but it’s true. Death is a popular, if not yours!

From Varanasi, we drove about 400 km to the Nepalese border and here we are again met with our old friend Frenki. Ranged their living away from India and was waiting for us on the Nepalese border. Finally, Nepal – the beautiful country than India. Decent restaurants and better roads. While there is a shortage of gasoline and diesel, but it neva, we have a full tank. I love the mountains and the Himalayas, we are looking forward very much.

The road to Kathmandu is fantastic. 2500m/nm climb up and then go down into the valley, which is the capital of Nepal, Kathmandu. It’s night and we have no where to park. Right in the center we find open doors to any area. Once inside we noticed that it is a hospital. Short deal with the staff and we are allowed to park there and use the toilet. This is great, the car will be parked for many days, and we set off on the familiar trek to Mt.Everest. Frenk decided to go with us. In life, nothing like that and go at each other just a shirt and shoes. We explain to him that’s not a good idea, and it has nothing to wear. Let it talk and all the necessary equipment buys trekshopu in which there is a lot. We are curious to him.

So how this turns out, you’ll learn next time we return from the Everest base camp.