Interesting breakfast, then let battle commence .... with the Toll booth operatives....
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| Leaving Kashgar, thats the Old city high up. |
Most of todays story is really told in pictures ... nothing of note happened...
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| Onto the well groomed Toll roads. |
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| Mountains on the left... |
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... desert to the right.
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| Roads so quiet you could park in the centre and take photos. |
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| Max ... an Irishman, from Switzerland... |
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| ... and Ken, a German from Switzerland. |
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| Get to a Police check. |
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| Ever so friendly... |
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| ... except to our guide ! |
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| But soon back on our way. |
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| Arriving Aksu, I found I was in the lead. |
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| Tried to take the boys down a Pedestrian street .... think not! |
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| Eventually find our hotel. |
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| And even a Pizza place to eat. |
It was a good day, with excellent, albeit, slightly boring riding. The evening meal made a change from noodles, and heading back to the room, 3 of us decided to stop at the mysterious fourth floor, labelled as "
Entertainment" on the lift button.
The lift (elevator) doors opened to a chorus of young ladies singing "Velcumb"...
Curiosity got the better of us, but after negotiating something down to 500 Ruan, we began to realise we didn't know if it was for the room, a beer, or a lady ! Time for an exit & bed.
