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... deciding I needed to go left and having to take a small path. Some trail running! I nearly turned round at the railway, but could see a road beyond and just hopped over. Sadly not the mainline, I'd already crossed that on a bridge, but I like the accessibility. Now I hit a road again, no real idea where I was, but this was much better kept, even having some new buildings on it, quite the contrast to the tracks with homes and walls assembled from whatever was at hand. Suddenly ...
... his car and we were off to the port.
Oh, but we’re not going to the port. We were going to the yard where the container would be delivered. OK, great, and so when we got there, it didn’t look like any container yard I’d seen before. Yes, I know that I’m not particularly famous for my observations of Container Yards, but…
We did a quick scan but couldn’t see our container (green) and then Yuri said that ...
here we are back in the land of cyberspace. 18 days of no contact is a funny feeling when we are so accustomed to constant access to the internet
I also note that the blog was taken off line for a while for some reason, but appears to be Ok again now.
I will fill in some blanks now......
... lonely planet in Saigon and it's from 2007. As a result
nearly all the hotels that we have picked up till now didn't actually
exist anymore (which says something about the development of Russias
economy). Same this time. Hotel boarded up. We go around the corner
and a Russian gentleman with a small baby. He tries to help us and we
are about to leave when Nikolai turns up and tells us to follow him.
Nikolai turns out to be another biker and ...
... apparently here, pizza takes 45 minutes at a fast food place.
Well, here’s to a good night’s sleep, a world away from last night’s spooky frogs.
Distance travelled 387km
Total distance from Vladivostok 9261km
UPDATE ON BARB AND JIM
We are in no man’s land at the Mongolian border. We are watching Mongolian ladies in lycra body suits pad themselves out with goods to sell in ...