panjakent

we packed up our tents for the last time and followed one of the porters back down to alauddin village, where, we'd been told, a car with tourists would arrive around noon, which we could maybe take back down to civilisation. the scummy driver took full advantage of the fact that we would have to hike down 30 km if we didn't agree to his price, so the bastard got greedy beyond comparison.

we got back, had some warm food, said goodbye to georg, who was going the other way, and got to hitchhiking again. the tour hadn't been a round trip, so we had to get back to the places where we had left the rest of our belongings. we split up and as usual, the others somehow arrived quicker than me.

we met at the hostel in panjakent, where we spent the last night in tajikistan before heading west to country number eigtheen, uzbekistan.Leggi altro