Rest day


 I seem to be making a habit of starting this blog by stating ‘last night was a big one’. Well, it was for some, in fact the same quad as before and the virtuous four retired to bed at an early stage (some 4 hours earlier). I have no explanation but we slept the dreams of the innocent. 


A little light fettling for some, well to be sure: light for me; delayed for Ham and Chris (see above) and Nigel started light but, as the day wore on and he found more to do, it became a marathon, in the heat of the day. Eventually he won and retired for a haircut (bit of a non-sequitur, Ed). 


Meanwhile, Nellie, David, Joe and your correspondent foolishly decided to join up with Hugo on a discovery of Turpan (150 m below sea level) in 32 degree heat. We took water supplies but the promised 2 and bit km proved to be further and after 4 km Nellie and I returned to the hotel. 


Tomorrow we enter the Taklamakan desert proper, whereas until now we have merely skirted it. It is known as the desert of death (sounds promising). 


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