Right as
the call to prayer started, and our driver went running off to the nearby
mosque. By this point we were too tired to want to hang around, so we climbed
onto the roof to retrieve our packs and set off to find a cheap hotel so we
could crash out for a few hours.
The
Worst Journey We’ve Done?
Honestly,
no. There’s no denying it was bumpy. It was uncomfortable. The lack of a few
hours to nap made it tiring.
Indefinitedetour
Matt (to be continued)