Into Kyrgyzstan

The border in the south of Kegen is easy peasy, apart from a Russian lad on a Chinese 125 ccm there's only two other cars, and crossing into the other direction three Rock'n'Rollers in a beaten up car to whom we give a Kazakh sim card.
From the steppe now it goes into the rugged mountains, empty lands, then fertile and peaceful valleys. It seems to be the season to bring the cattle down from the mountains, and around twelve times we need to find our way between the animals. We arrive in Karakol, one of the many towns we stayed during the last visit. We decided to retrace our footprints and stay in the same hostel, buy our favourite ground coffee in Kyrgyzstan 'Egoiste', head to the Dungan (Chinese Muslims) Mosque, eat up, and finally grab a drink in The Hut - a historic place for us. We met up again with the owner, a Kyrgyz with a girlfriend from Kassel, as we reflected on our presence there 2 years before.Leggi altro