We had sailed in the night and were arriving in Turkmenbashi.
A sheer cliff behind the port warned of one of the hottest places on earth.
We were shepherded around the lower decks while the crew untangled an articulated lorry from the car deck. What a farce.
We were then led to teh customes and immigration hall after having been made to queue in the baking sun. (Bear in mind that by this point I had not washed since the morning of our departure)
Then followed 12 and a half hours of utter madness during which I think I signed my name 25 times and got 11 different pieces of paper.
I was dehydrated and had a bad case of Aztec 2-step.
utter Hell. We finally left port at 12.30 am. In No mood to seek accomodation, Alex and I headed for Ashgabat.
A sheer cliff behind the port warned of one of the hottest places on earth.
We were shepherded around the lower decks while the crew untangled an articulated lorry from the car deck. What a farce.
We were then led to teh customes and immigration hall after having been made to queue in the baking sun. (Bear in mind that by this point I had not washed since the morning of our departure)
Then followed 12 and a half hours of utter madness during which I think I signed my name 25 times and got 11 different pieces of paper.
I was dehydrated and had a bad case of Aztec 2-step.
utter Hell. We finally left port at 12.30 am. In No mood to seek accomodation, Alex and I headed for Ashgabat.
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