A Free Meal and a Photo Shoot
I don’t remember much of the trip to Lahore. I know I met a lovely girl from Quetta in the toilets of a café who was very nice, but who had just come out of the toilet with excrement all over her left hand. I remember being put off slightly, and trying very hard not to show it. I also remember we stopped for lunch at a very smart hotel complex with an excellent restaurant, where the bosses came over for a professional photo shoot with us, asked us for a brief review of the food, and gave us the same meals again for free, to take away. I was shell-shocked, and very giggly. The Uruguayans acted as though it was part of every-day travel, and totally took it in their stride. On the way into Lahore, a station wagon wound down its window and a shaved Pakistani head poked out. ‘Alright mate’, it said, in perfect Cockney. He was a Londoner over in Pakistan to see family, and that’s all we could find out before we were off again… Arriving into Lahor...