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VW Sharan to Kazakhstan: Psycho in the Sharan

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W e are friends of the taxi driver in Kirkov now. As we drove on, one of the tank boys said again, 'No Cash. Mistake. Border. Passport.' He stamped his right hand with his left hand. He held his right hand to his ear as if he were on the phone. Probably meant we'll get in trouble.

First meeting with the police

Mhh, Karsten is driving now, me process my adrenaline, which I am only now noticing and we agree that nothing more will come. The policeman waves us clearly out with his trowel. Jail. Punishment. Torture. I've always been able to get into such hysteria when I'm on the road. Everyone then wants to fool me, everyone wants to rob me. Cops only want bakshish. The joke is, it never actually happens. It's such a psycho number. We had been checked before without any problem. But now ... fear.

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