A world report from the seat of a motorcycle. Looking at myself in and out.
Through my eyes
living my life without regrets
Saturday, November 26, 2005
on to Bukhara, Uzbekistan
All day nothing but sand and trouble.
This was when the machine ran. Not for long, mind you, but I made about 100 Miles before the bike gave up it's ghost.
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