Bishtek was very uneventful except for nearly breaking a toe at night on a speed bump so it was with a sense of relief when an opportunity to go to Kazakhstan (cue Borat jokes) two days early arrived. For some reason only four of the group had our visas in our passports and we could take that option, which we did. Those four were myself, BJ, Captain Jack and Grant (more later). Made the border crossing and rode into Almaty. Nice place, beautiful women but not great food. As we searched for accommodation we met a couple of English guys Steve and Andrew who were working out there and offered to show me around in a night or two. But first Grant...Grant a retired big old NZ farmer had been internet dating a lady from Almaty for several months named 'Olga!' He was subject to much piss taking from day one about what would probably turn up on the big night... Well us three were privilidged to be there for the big meeting and...would you believe it but a brand new white V6 VW Tuareg only turned up with a very elegant 'Olga' behind the wheel! Grant 1 Everyone else 0! Good work. Unfortunately I didn't have my camera for this momentous event so you'll have to make do with my bloodied, sore big toe in Bishtek!
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