Up and in to the cafe. (after fixing our first puncture - well, Alex fixed it - I am relegated to curious bystander - this was a fairly noteworthy part of the trip as it was our first 'breakdown'. Not bad for 6700 miles.)
Here's the problem, menus in English disappeared along time ago.
So what does your average Kazak have for breakfast?
Who knows, but we got beef and onion soup!
We drove East and connected with the main road to Georgievsky and, hopefully, on to Semey (Semipalatinsk). What follwed were 13 hours of mind-numbing, pot hole dodging, crater-traversing boredom. I guess I haven't mentioned it too much but there is a lot of driving involved. At this point we have come 6700 miles and theres still another 1500-2000 to go.
Occasionally we have to ask directions as the road splits with no signposts. Thankfully, the most common reply is "Priyama' (Straight ahead).
The first part of the final leg was really appaling. As one rallier said, it looked like the road had been bombed. We nearly lost the car in a pot-hole.
We arrived in Semey at 10.30pm. Absolutely exhausted.
We found Hotel Semey, another soviet-relic which had been refurbished to look like a bad 80's retirement community.
Too tired to finish my 2nd beer - I headed for bed.
Here's the problem, menus in English disappeared along time ago.
So what does your average Kazak have for breakfast?
Who knows, but we got beef and onion soup!
We drove East and connected with the main road to Georgievsky and, hopefully, on to Semey (Semipalatinsk). What follwed were 13 hours of mind-numbing, pot hole dodging, crater-traversing boredom. I guess I haven't mentioned it too much but there is a lot of driving involved. At this point we have come 6700 miles and theres still another 1500-2000 to go.
Occasionally we have to ask directions as the road splits with no signposts. Thankfully, the most common reply is "Priyama' (Straight ahead).
The first part of the final leg was really appaling. As one rallier said, it looked like the road had been bombed. We nearly lost the car in a pot-hole.
We arrived in Semey at 10.30pm. Absolutely exhausted.
We found Hotel Semey, another soviet-relic which had been refurbished to look like a bad 80's retirement community.
Too tired to finish my 2nd beer - I headed for bed.
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