Bubble and Squeek

It was an overcast and rainy day with most ducking in and out of the truck. For lunch we brought out the last three days leftovers and made "bubble and squeak." That's Aussie/Brit for leftover stew. I get the bubble part, the "squeak" evades me. We cooked in the rain and ate inside Sura.

Packing up on the rain is a real drag. Wet muddy tents will remain that way for our next bush camp. Wet clothes on top of four days dirty laundry-virtually everything I have-and all smelling pretty rank may get even worse.

Hopes of sun and a light breeze were on everyone's mind as we drove out of the valley and to our warm hotel and hopefully a laundry facility.

At the first log bridge we discovered damage. We had to bring out the sand mats and reinforce the bridge with rocks and a new log. The "rebuild" took a while before it was safe to attempt a crossing.

Once back in Kara-kol we settled in at our hotel, connected via wifi and enjoyed a quiet evening vigor dinner we had a free night and went in different directions looking for something different to eat.