At the crack of dawn everyone was awake to go to school or work. We hurried to keep up with their morning routine, and had just enough time to take a quick dip in the pool. After finishing every single egg their twenty chickens had provided, we said our farewells, exchanged wristbands with Mahdiee, and followed behind them back towards the highway.
The road started waving again. Slight ups followed by slight downs, not that big of a deal but we had gotten a bit out of practice. When the swell became really big, we hitched rides with the passing vehicles. The heavy loaded ones go just slow enough to make an effort to catch them. Once you've latched yourself onto an easily reachable part it's only a matter of armstrength. We practiced this technique until perfection. Finally we were able to coordinate our attack and catch a ride with everyone on board.
After a satisfying, but minorly undeserved downhill we stopped for groceries. The shopkeeper saw that we had had a long day and brought us a carpet to relax on. We couldn't resist this opportunity so we relaxed, ate some snacks, caught some doves and listened to "The Kingkiller Chronicles" on audiobook.