No wind! Just bloody hot, must be in the high 30's at least. I puff and pant out of Shimkent, and I am presented with things I have not seen for a while, hills! As I proceed I find that I am riding through village after village. Kazakhstan changes after Shimkent and becomes populous. This gives me a new lease of life. I have things to look at, people to see! The scenery is greener with trees offering shade. I enjoy this ride greatly. I stop at Turar Rysqulov. My hotel is good, and has a pool! Too good to be true, and it was, the water is a funny green colour and I am expected to pay extra to swim. As I just wanted to plunge I decline and go for a walk around the town instead.
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