Beards, bangles & beers

Ian and I crossed from Lahore to Amritsar in India yesterday afternoon.

Amritsar is the home of the Sikhs. When we arrived in the city we asked
a auto-rickshaw driver to take us to guest house with parking and beer.

So we had our first beer for two weeks, celebrated our achievement of traveling so far,
and toasted the wonderful people we met along the way.

The Pakistani people were outstanding and we were both treated with
the utmost humility and kindness. We hope we both gave them the
same respect and consideration.

However, from Quetta to Lahore we had armed escorts the whole way.

The policemen without exception were all good-humoured and professional.

Some were faster than others. I will go into more detail when I have more time.

A special mention must be given to the Sind Special Protection Group and the
Punjab Elite Police Force.

If your life was endanger (we were told it was), these
were the guys you would want to protect you.

Young, fit and very professional.

When we got to Lahore we decided to leave Pakistan – uncertain how dangerous
the threat to us was and the dangerous situation we were putting our escorts into
we left Pakistan with a heavy heart.

If you ever get the chance to go you won’t be disappointed.

We are staying here in Amritsar for a rest day; to visit the Golden Temple and to see
the Indian – Pakistan border crossing closing ceremony at Wagah.

Ian and I aim to be in Pokhara west Nepal in four days.

When we reach Nepal I will tell you all about:

Meeting up with Ian on his F800 BMW which looks like something out of a Batman movie.

The tragedy of the earthquake in Bam, Iran.
40,000 people out of a population of 120,000 perished in the earthquake on 23 December 2003.

Being locked up in the Iran border crossing for the night because the frontier had closed.

The encounter with the secret intelligence officer at Taftan the border town in
Pakistan. “Get your petrol, I will get you water, and get the h*ll out of here!”

All around you the endless nothing, of the Baluchi desert. Horizon for 360 degress.

The frontier feel of Quetta and the wonderful Mr Asif the chowkidar – nightwatchman
in our hotel

The anti-ambush drills with the Punjab Elite Police Force.

The comic antics with the secret policeman in Sacceur who wanted to take our photographs, but
the battery had gone on his cell-phone.

One Response to “Beards, bangles & beers”

  1. Sig Says:

    Glad to hear you are safe there Sig – I was a bit concerned about the trip through Pakistan for you.

    Stay safe!


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