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Trip to Kashmir - on the third and fourth half: D
On Thursday, around noon we went into our office a friendly. Of course, the complex settlements with the owner's mother and were to be the first time to stretch properly charged for so-called support for D and the best August sometimes.
in the office waiting for us, of course, our "friend" landlord. Threatened to him, in jest of course, that will not like something, yes, Marie as a computer virus will create a mega, who will go round the whole world with information about how we cheated: D no good joke. Our guide took us yesterday at the bus station ... hmmmm Already fewer and fewer surprises and disturbs us, way to ride the streets. On the so-called bus station waiting for us so-called luxury bus. I do not quite know what it was supposed to do with the luxury bus near hmmm maybe it happened: D It's important that we had seats together. Behind us were traveling on the bus 3 Australians, 1 French, and some unidentified european. The journey passed very quickly. Already after the first 30 minutes, the bus caught my gums. However, after some 30 minutes, the drivers managed to change the tire and continued our journey. Kozystajac we bought crisps from the standstill ... hoping that we will experience nowgo Indian flavor. Unfortunately, the familiar taste of thwarted we consume them. We survived the trip to Kashmir in the cola (to the delight of Mariusz: P), cookies from Mom (Grand Buzek for mom: *), zakuponych chlebkach. Breads bought an overnight stay in the wild in the jungle, where breads grow on trees.
check if you read carefully: P: P: P Well, good night stops was, breads too: D but arose in an incredibly complex process, where a cake pan urabial, second ugniatal urobionego dough balls and the third had hmmm some huge rock in the fire, who threw mined on the cake: D and after some minutes of 2.3 were baked breads. The other dishes we were afraid we trust ... until the morning where he bought a sandwich with vegetables, which, without our consent you threw the fat and fried. Intriguing was good, but unfortunately, very greasy which suffered a bit of our stomachs, (
karajobraz With time, the window has changed. Dried flat terrain gave way to a mountain, drzawiastym zboczom. The air was much lighter and cooler and the owners of stalls less insistent. The road taking us through a very Crete hairpin mountain. admired driver, as he manages to be ahead of other cars. Overcoming the 390 kilometers from Jammu to Srinagar, it took almost 12 hours. Along the way, we had more controls at internal borders of Kashmir, but I already write about it tomorrow.

Greetings to all and we celebrate the birthday of Mariusz: D Our thoughts are also with you Aga. Good luck to the new way of life and regret we could not be personally. The whole time we are with you thoughts :*:*:*