Dave’s Reise nach Osten

Cycling on the G.T. Road, not far away from the Waga border post, we stopped for a tea at a little restaurant (if you can call it like that). A few benches in a garage and a table outside on which the tea was brewed. Only after we ordered the five teas we realised that we did not want to sit inside, there were way to many flies. We sat outside against the wall of the shop.
The owner of the shop next door then brought chairs outside for us!

Could that ever happen in our country?