a pool for me(n)
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 ☺️ Love that you found so many reasons to be happy and grateful on this day!!! Swimming always makes everything better. No matter the circumstances!!