I have a list of things to do in Khorog, clean my bike, change the tube in the back tyre (it has a slow leak), write and upload my blog, go shopping for food and eat. And eat.
I take it pretty easy on my second day in town, venturing out in the morning to go to the bazaar, having a nap after lunch, drink some beer in the arvo, eat some more food. On Saturday a few other cyclists and I try to go to the border market - a market that Afghanis and Tajiks and tourists can all go to. We make the trek into town only to be told that the market is closed for renovations. Oh well, a quick shop, searching for jam in a bag, and we return to the guesthouse for another relaxing afternoon.
On Sunday I cycle to the bazaar (just for something different!) and stumble across Barbara, the Austrian cyclist I spent some time with in Kyrgyzstan. She has arrived from her Pamir/ Whakan adventure and has found a family to stay with in Khorog. We head to my guesthouse for lunch and plan the next few days.
We decide to leave town tomorrow arvo, I will cycle with her until Khali-I-Khumb, hopefully arrive there on Friday. From there I will catch a share jeep to Dushanbe and she will cycle on.
With this plan in place I finally get around to doing my bike maintenance, change my rear tube and get the toothbrush out to try and get some of the Whakan sand out of my chain.
