I’ve just finished the bag of delicious gingerbread that Jakub’s aunt had sent me on my way with. A yummy sweet treat to enjoy in my tent each night. I don’t think I mentioned in my previous post that Jifi presented me with a 10th anniversary medal from his vintage club and I fitted it on the bike at Libor’s. So thanks Jifi. Tollways are a bit a nightmare especially...
Reaching Quetta and enjoying a good rest was my objective after all the rough roads from Lahore, but I was under no illusion there’d be plenty more to come, not to mention the heat, desert sand and an element of danger. Real or perceived, I didn’t know. Despite the hotel being pretty basic, I managed to get my laundry done and clean Effie & I up a...
Crossing the Wagah border was literally a sight for sore eyes, but in a nice way. With exhaust fumes of the past few weeks enough to make the eyes water and the throat raspy, it’s been nice to have a little less traffic to compete with. Roads have also improved. Streets are wider, cleaner and there are parks with trees & grass, something I haven’t seen in a while...