Can't say I saw any road or any upkeep, unless the body of a middle-aged negro, with a bullet-hole in the forehead, upon which I absolutely stumbled three miles farther on, may be considered as a permanent improvement.
Ezin esan biderik edo zaintzarik ikusi nuenik, non eta ez den hobekuntza etengabetzat hartzen erdi adineko beltz baten gorpua, kopetan bala zulo bat zuela, hiru milia aurrerago estropezu egin nuena.