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black clouds forming north and right where I was headed. It was rain season after all, and it wasn’ t long before it started pouring down.
I waited for an hour, and the rain situation didn’ t improve. Unusual, I thought, as strong showers tend to be short unless it’ s in rain season which, to be fair, was about to start. Considering a four hundred and forty kilometre stretch of dirt road ahead of me and the time it would take to complete it, I decided to head off
anyway. I still had to sort insurance for the bike, which meant presenting at their office and then going back to the border to get the TIP, and in both cases, I stood there, dripping.
Once I left Lethem passing its roundabout, the road turned to dirt as I still faced thick clouds and heavy rain.
A combination of lack of sleep along with torrential rainfalls might be the reason I felt irritated that morning. I wasn’ t sure how fast I
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