First bivouac into the wilderness and the Hazaras-saviors

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On the way to Muree

02.05

We get up late and we start hitchhiking. We need to take three mini buses to get out of the city. This time there are no fights and no crowds because it is Saturday. We have breakfast in the outskirts of Islamabad – samosas and airan (yoghurt mixed with water and supposedly salt). Every time we order airan we ask not to put sugar in it, but they almost always do anyway. The other thing one should be careful about is, when one orders fresh or sugar cane juice, not to let them put salt in them, which happens quite often especially with the street vendors.

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Improbability events with Islamabad’s city transport and other adventures

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People dance in the forest out of pure joy

29.04

We wake up ready for a day full of improbable events and incredible people. How is it possible to travel only three weeks and live thorough millions of things that usually a person experiences for a year? We feel like living in a magical fairy-tale.

In this mood we rush to issue visas for India. First we hop on a mini-bus to the centre of Rawalpindi and from there to catch another mini-bus to Islamabad. Alas finding transport from Rawalpindi to Islamabad resulted to be not an easy task. We ask some people for directions but part of them don’t know and the other part tell us it’s behind the corner. When we reach the said corner and ask other people, they tell us to go back to where we just came from.

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Decadent luxury, first steps in Islamabad and riding a taxi that runs out of gasoline in the middle of the road

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Faisal Mosque, islamabad

25.04 & 26.04

We spend the next few days in a relaxed manner – mostly staying at home and rarely going out. We visited the traditional artisan bazaar which is in a big decline, but we saw some interesting artifacts such as lamp made of camel skin and jewelry made of camel bone. Mainly these two days we visit people’s houses that have their own relaxed style which we named decadent luxury.

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Multan delights – at the house of the landlord masters

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Multan bazaar

23.04

We wake up pretty late. The house where we sleep is covered with dust and there is no furniture. We pitched the bottom part of our tent and it is not bad at all. The friends of the guy who accommodated us, came in the morning and, we spoke about politics for a while and we went out for a walk.

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Traveling in the heat with the wild balochi people and the evangelist and arriving at Multan – the city of Sufi, mango and falcons

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Somewhere in Pakistan

19.04

This is our second day living at the police station. We made a lair out of chairs and two plastic mat we bought to cover our sleeping mats. We have the feeling that we are here for weeks now. The day begins with drinking tea and chatting with our friends – the policemen. The boss who is short and lean but wiry, has his pants girded up to his belly button and looks like some general from the past, invites us at his cabinet to chat and watch TV. In a while a policeman shows up and gives us his laptop so we can use the Internet. Like this the day passes quickly. We can’t wait for tomorrow to come – there are so many things we want to see.

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