On the shores of the Aral sea

Day 3 kyzylorda to Aral.

0 civilizstion, 0 melons, 0 toilets, 1 kazahk desert nugget.

The number of camals seem in be increasing inversely proportional to the number of people. Each "village" seems to have a camel to people ratio of about 4:1, not including the ominous red lady that wanders between each town.

We arrived at aral in good time and located a place to stay. Then we went on a 60km detour to the ship grave yard of the aral sea. The road there was bloody awful but we go there ok. We found the creepiest place I think we.d both ever seen. Parts of the old ships have been stolen to make this bizarre shanty town run by camels. There was a more substanial community behind the make shift homes but we only saw one kid one a bike. This mini village was guarded by a metre trench dug at the entrace which we very narrowly avoiding driving into. Very very strange place.

Day 4 Aral to Aqtobe

Woke up and its was snowing. The day we want to attempt the worlds worst stretch of road. Perfect.

So far the road isn't to bad and its thankfully climbed up to 2 degrees so shouldn't die of hypothermia just yet.
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