After Diema the road widened into two lanes. It's filled with
pockmarks, so drivers
try to avoid using it. For a stretch we drove down a riverbed instead.
Despite road conditions, we've
reached a more populated area. We passed bigger villages with posted
names. We saw a roadsign and after a week
of bushcamps that sign seemed to us more like a monument to civilization
than a simple direction displaying the distance
to the nearest city. After a week without a shower we smell so bad even
goat herders avoid our company.
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We need a bath much more badly than them. |
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Village classroom. Where are all the students? Checking out the
tourists outside. We watch them, they watch us. |
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A woman displays local tupperware.
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