There are five of us and in we go and take a seat while two barbers are shaving to other customers. All looks ok in side and there is a TV in the corner playing a Bollywood movie. This is being watched by the two barbers while wielding Cut throat razors.
Yet again i did not take the camera and the one of the outside was taken a few days later.
Now the shave starts off with the rubbing of your face for at least five minutes as this is supposed to make the hair stand up more and then the shaving cream is applied and with the brush is rubbed in vigorously as well.
Then it is time for him to use the razor and i wish he would stop watching the very poor quality Bollywood movie but he starts to cut and all is OK. Great details are paid to all bristle areas and he even uses the blade to trim the hairs on your ears. When done you are returned to the upright position and he points at my hair. The others had clipper cuts but i have already decided to have it completely shaven like Yule Brinner so i point at the blade and then point at my head. He questions my actions with a look but when i nod my head he confirms back that he understood. So now he starts massaging my scalp and rubbing some sort of oil in for what seems like ages then out comes the blade (please watch the mole at the back of my head!!) he starts shaving.
All done and Wow it is smooth and no bleeding “FAB”
We all pay the required fees for what people had done and mine was £4, marvellous
Ok next requirement is to get the bikes cleaned and filled with a full tank of fuel and Mark has found a petrol station up the road and a hand car wash next to it. Guess what i left the camera in the room but i did go back later to show Robert where it was. He did not go with us as his starter motor was being used on Simons bike (remember river crossing) to start his bike and give it three oil changes with cheap oil to clear water and mud that might be in the from the dunking in the river.
Nice big petrol station with attendants and we all queue by the 92 Octane pump. What’s going on nothing seems to be happening and when Mark tries to put the dispenser in his tank there is a lot of commotion and an attendant puts it back in the pump.
The reason is that they do not fill motorbikes from the pump as it is considered a fire hazard, so they prefer to fill a metal watering can and fill the bike from the can. DUH!! This could be a problem through the whole journey in China
Simon had come on the back of Mark to get his final lot of oil and he decides that action was required. He finds a chap who can speak some English and explains that it is perfectly safe to fill a big motorcycle which will take 33 ltr. They do not have big bikes n China as the largest used is a 250 and it might be a problem with a very cheaply made Chinese bikes, but not us.
No still not having it and they ask Adam to switch off the camera so next stage is Manager and off he goes. We then see him come out of one door then into another followed by a woman. Then he comes back across to the main building and through more doors.
He finally emerges with a big smile on his face and the attendants are knodding and go and fetch a fire extinguisher. Filling starts and six bikes are filled up quickly with no problems or fire or any explosions (funny that)
Now for some bike cleaning and the place next to the petrol station has a high pressure hose and loads of people to soap the bike up and dry it off for the price of £2.
So back to the hotel to check over the bikes and see if anything needs attention and any parts need changing.
While coming back we came across people sat in the middle of the road with axes, chipping away at the yellow lines, then another person sweeping the fragments up. No wonder hey do not have much unemployment and can you see the Health and safety executive allowing these sorts of actions
Ok time for food, Chinese?
7188 miles – Kashgar, China
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