May 9, 2013 by loscobos12
Having spent more time loitering round embassies than Julian Assange, we finally have permission to enter both Uzbekistan and Tajikistan. The Kazakh visa is taking much longer, but I’ll leave you to draw your own parallels with certain low-brow comedies.
Between waiting impatiently for former-Communist bureaucracies , we tried our hands at behaving like members of society capable of absorbing culture which can’t be reached on two wheels. In an ambitious effort to help delay the rapid social regression which has set in since leaving England; we spent as much time as possible apart, assisted by Ruth, Teesh, several flare-wielding mobs, and copious amounts of questionable Bulgarian vodka.
Not wanting to risk full re-integration, we are now returning to our bikes in Montenegro. Next stop: Albania.