Among the chief thing our team was being frightened with upon our entry onto Russian soil, was that should someone catch us camping, we would be either raped or killed. Or both. With this in mind, we started out seeking camp sites that were more remote, and not easily detectible.
But the further the journey takes us, the bolder we become. The past few nights we've slept next to the highway. Usually by a bridge. Which in effect makes us grade A hobos!
Ps. To all of our beloved doubters: by day fifteen no one has yet been killed.
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