TottenÂ’s Trip Part IV or V

This latest post Michael and his traveling buddy Sean get a little worried.

Michael Totton Via his blog: What do we do if he takes us to a bad place?" Sean said.

Hell if I knew. Fight him, I guess. It would be too late, though, once we figured out that such a thing would be necessary.

"Just make sure he sticks to the mountains," I said. "Mosul is down in the plains. As long as this road hugs the mountains, we're still on the way to Dohok."

I was annoyed at myself for feeling paranoid. I was the one who had earlier said We can hitchhike in Northern Iraq.

A half-hour later our driver took us back on the main road at a Peshmerga checkpoint. He turned the car toward the mountains, toward Dohok. Not toward the plains. Not toward the dangerous red zone and Mosul.

"I guess that was a shortcut," Sean said.
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I guess so," I said. "He's fine. We're fine."

IÂ’m fine too. You guys OK? Good. I've really enjoyed these at it's the kind of thing I probably would never get to do but like to dream about.

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