DAY 27 Camping nr Tapaz to Kapshashag Yet another day trying to make sense if what why we are here. The geography whilst impressive is not actually magnificent. From the roadside the near view comprises of imperfect separation of the road - the Silk Route - and the rest of the landscape. Just by the lake there were several casinos, approximating the architecture of Las Vegas, badly. Kazakhstan has the surface area of Western Europe with the population of Paris. The Pyramid Hotel has two epoxy resin pyramids bolted onto the stonework above the entrance and was as dissimilar to the Luxor Hotel in Vegas as is, well, the Vegas hotel is to the real thing. I suppose realness is on a sliding scale of really bad to expensively made and it guess the Egyptians thought that about the Greeks. Meanwhile, the childish squabbling at lunch had abated. My job as tour guide / school master was having minimal effect but nature knocked their heads together and Andy the Brummie once again bought a local hotel room. Inside my Hildeberg tent, the sailcloth flapped and rustled as the wind whipped up small vortexes which threw themselves at our sides. The head torch Id tied to a line on the roof of the inside of the tent swung like a ships lantern at sea.
Posted on: Mon, 02 Jun 2014 13:51:17 +0000
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