Saturday 5 September 2015

Bishkek rest day

Ah, a day of rest ....

But a bike to clean, clothes to wash, and a tyre to change first.

Got some directions to a local laundry, but just could not find it ... but did stumble on a car wash.  Paid a pound and the Trannie had a half-arsed clean by some young girl, who had the incredible talent of being able to  pressure wash a motorbike, while continuing a conversation with what sounded like her boyfriend, on a mobile phone held by her contorted neck.

The clothes can wait, so back to the hotel to change the tyre.

You know, I'm going to miss that tyre ... a bit like a lady on the back ...
except, you don't have to feed it, clothe it, listen to it,.... and it actually comes in useful one day !

Job done, and ready to roll in the morning .  Went out to eat with Jeremy fairly early in the evening, but after my third beer, and Jeremy on the coffee, I politely suggested he might want to go back to the hotel, and leave me there... which he did!

I'm back by 9.30, but its a Saturday night ... "OK Google ... nightclubs in Bishkek".  Evidently Bar 12 was the place to be seen, so a quick change, and into a taxi.

3 hours, $12, and 4 Corona's later, I was back... nice rooftop place, full of beautiful women.... all in their 20-30's. Yup, I was right out of place.  Home to bed....