Early departure direction Almaty. The scenery in front of us is gradually changing the mountains are getting smaller with no trees but seemed to be covered by a green smooth carpet. It reminds me of the foothills I have seen in Alberta Canada.
We decide to stop for the evening in Sarqan because we were advise that the road ahead of us is dangerous, being full of criminals that often try to stop you to steel money and belongings with handguns. We have dinner in a shady little restaurant and on our way back to the hostel we realize that this part of the country is abandoned to itself. It seems like people here believed in the Soviet system and once it collapsed were left on their own. The level of poverty is tangible. People seemed to drink heavily all day. The buildings are left the way they were thirty years ago and falling down.
From Italy helping children around the world on Motorcycles 