Today is a drive day. We stop in one town where we are, as is becoming customary, surrounded by a group of kids. However, unlike previously, some are not particularly friendly, and I am spat at. For this, the guilty party earns a cuff around the ear from one of the older kids.
Diarrhea returns, and there is still no word for the the three that are so far denied visas for Iran, although we are only a few days from entering.
At our bush camp by a river in a valley, we are warned by some army personnel that there is a risk of terrorist attack in the area.
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