Absolutely no facilities at the parking areas. While having a short break, Abdul drove up to me in his battered old car stones skidding everywhere when he braked - kisses on the cheeks and asking for water. I don't carry a lot of extra water for people in cars, but I could not refuse such a character. In exchange he gave me a bottle of goat milk - I'm sure he felt it was a generous gift but it was warm and foul tasting so I left it, hoping some locals could benefit from it.... | |||||
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