15th July
After leaving the luxury of the Marriott at Islamabad we have headed south covering over 1,000kms in two days. Some of it on motorway and quite good roads for the rest of it. We are now in Sukkur and heading to Quetta tomorrow.
We have been aware of things hotting up but it was brought home to us when we said to the receptionist at our hotel here that we were going up town, only to be told we would have to wait for our escort who turned up as a member of the constabulary with his rifle slung over his shoulder. Our main reason for going was to see if we needed an escort to go to Quetta and it appears we do need one for part of the way. They seem to have done this many times. I will post this when we get to Quetta.
We have both had stomach problems the last couple of days, Joan seems to be over hers but mine is hanging on. To make us feel really peeved off yesterday, I put the first dent in the van. Not by being hit by one of the local drivers but trying to squeeze into a car park underneath the hotel we were staying in. Needs a bit of panel beating which I will get done before we get to Europe.
Joan was given a cake and a nice bunch of flowers by the Marriott, had our photos taken as we sang 'Happy Birthday' to her. It was all very nice. Unfortunately I couldn't eat much of the delicious cake, I was feeling so off. Not the height of health with my sun burnt scabby nose and burnt lips from the polo. Have lost 8kg the last couple of weeks. Need a few Greek salads and mouzaka to put it back on. The Paki food is so unappealing. I think the strain of that driving in the north took more out of me that I realized.
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