Woke up in my room and saw the light shining through the window:
Suddenly everything felt a little less spooky than before.
The dead dog was still there though. I was told that the necessary “tools” to remove his body were missing.
I had breakfast with Hamzat, a Russian of Chechen origin:
Really cool guy.
And then I was on the road again:
Had some patriotic chocolate:
And marvelled at the mountains:
…and at the clouds that were piling up in the sky:
Took a time-lapse:
And then made a Let’s Walk video in which I talked about time-lapse photography for a while:
Then a shepherd showed up and stayed for a chat:
He was very proud of his horse. And of the fact that there were no Wahhabits in this part of the world (or maybe just not many).
I said yes, that’s good. But in reality I didn’t care much about all of this. I cared about these little airplanes that I had been seeing today and the day before:
They had propellers. They looked tiny and old. From what I could see, I liked them very much.
I walked until it got dark:
Then I put on my reflective vest so that the drivers on the road would be able to see me:
That’s when I took the second Let’s Walk video of the day to show you what arriving at a place could feel like:
Tonight it was going to be a proper guesthouse:
And the place had a shower. A shower!
I went to the food court of the building and pointed at something on the menu:
Then I went to my room and marvelled at the lights in the corridor:
They were changing from pink to red to blue and back:
And sometimes they looked a bit like octopi.