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Chapter 27The road to Newcastle—their first stop—was perhaps something Mark would remember for the rest of his life. It was close to being a nightmare; besides everyone driving on the left hand-side, the traffic didn’t let up. There were twists and turns on this badly maintained so-called highway, hardly any space to overtake any vehicle and the road was encumbered both ways with semis and trucks of all kinds spewing diesel and foul exhaust that would choke anyone traveling with open windows. Mark had a hard time taking this in. He had hoped to be able to drive at some point and leave Marlene to rest for a time, but when he faced this craziness, he could not offer his assistance. And the speed at which all these vehicles went through this bottleneck was more than Mark could comprehend. His