a pool for me(n)
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When I finally left Gorgan this morning, I knew that I would end up missing the place: the winding alleys of the old town, the bazaar, the people.
Gorgan said good bye with a sunny sky and a rather peculiar looking little tower:
Then we were on the open road, the Caboose and I. There’s not much to be said about this road. It was a highway, a busy, loud, two-lane highway. People were selling clothes on the roadside:
I took an extended lunch break in my hammock:
Drank some tea, ate some bread, had some apples, took a nap. I think it lasted about three hours.
The tree was my best friend during that time:
Because the fields around us were burning in the sun:
I eventually had to leave my shady place in the hammock under the tree. So I got back on the hot, loud road. Someone was selling toys:
It was about five in the afternoon when I saw a massive white building just a few hundred meters from the road:
Turned out it was a hotel. And a rather posh one at that. I figured asking about the price wouldn’t hurt. Then I figured haggling a bit wouldn’t hurt either.
In the end I got a very good room for a fairly good price:
And the best thing – there was a swimming pool!
Well, there were two swimming pools, to be precise.
One for men.
One for women.
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Elena
Was the bed hard or soft?
FENG
what a easy day .thanks.
Ann
Cool! It’s a good place to have a good rest. The pool helps you to relax a lot.
Meagan
Happy memories of pool days with you โบ๏ธ Love that you found so many reasons to be happy and grateful on this day!!! Swimming always makes everything better. No matter the circumstances!!