I've just been out to have some food. A burger and chips would you believe it. It tasted soooo good! There's nothing like eating like a local.
On the way back to the hotel I saw a shop and decided to grab some toilet roll. After scouring around and eventually locating a packet, hidden, right at the back, behind some barriers indicating "do not go here" I found some. I took my selection to the couple sat watching TV at the till where they openly laughed. I may not have any grasp at Farsi but still I know when I'm being mocked and balls to using my hand thankyou very much. I may not like to admit it, but maybe I'm too British after all.
Clutching my new purchase close to me as I walked back to the hotel, I could feel the eyes on me. Several times people asked out of the blue, 'where are you from?' No one has asked all day unless I opened my mouth to try to buy something. It appears that toilet roll is like a beacon saying "FOREIGNER!".
Anyways I'm going to go to bed now. The computer room at the hotel doubles up as a prayer room and an old man has come to pay his respects to Allah. I feel a bit conspicuous typing away whilst he chants.
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The road from Zahedan to Quetta is really fucking shit mate.
ReplyDeleteGetting to the border usually involves an escort as far back as Bam; it usually takes 10 hours just to get to the crossing, and another 2 to actually get to the other side.
The road once you cross the border starts off ok but is plagued with huge washed out sections. I road it at night stupidly (virtually the only time I'd drive at night) and nearly killed myself several times. To get from the border to Quetta (once you've crossed) is a good 10-14 hours I'd say.