To our great relieve, everything is well and Oli was allowed to be reunited with us. We celebrated by slouching in the chairs of the nearby gaming cafe and game our sorrows away. After dinner Yuri's insides started to develop a case of the Dushanbe stomach. While he retreated to his sleeping quarters and curled up into feutus formation, the rest met up with Nick and his crew, The American/Australian group we met in a bar some days before. Together with what felt like Dushanbe's complete expat community we visited the local brewery and afterwards took to party to Bundes 2 for Natacha's birthday bash. Shot's were fired and the night quickly spiralled in control. Because of events like this, Nick, Caitlin, Christina and Immy became quickly became our close friends and so they helped us to make the best of our unfortunate long stay in Dushanbe because of Oli's shoulder.