The road to Pleiku.

We arrived in Pleiku. 7 hour drive with it not going as planned, as always. Got another flat tire, which wasn't too much of a surprise. The roads were full of potholes. Luckily in Vietnam everyone in the country that we've come across have been incredibly nice, giving us smiles and helping in any way they can. After I got the tire fixed we continued into the mountains. The air was bitter and cold, much colder than we expected. About 15km from Pleiku we got pulled over in a town called Dak Doa. We played it off dumb, as though we couldn't understand his English, which was remarkable good, and he let us go. Taking the Ho Chi Minh trail tomorrow, through Kom Tom.