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Travel Blogs from Samara
... tonight is a shipping facility. The landscape today shifted from endless corn and sunflower fields to more rolling hills and birch/pine forests. The city of Samara is much like the rest of the Russian cities we've seen with endless apartment buildings, tons of power lines and monuments all over. Anthon, Kurt, Steve Smith and Matt took a streetcar downtown to explore tonight and saw the monument to Samara's involvement in ...
... was again purring away, and
driving through the streets back to the hotel, fit to go for the rest of the
event…. Phil Cuerel looking very happy.
Looking more glum was Lars Rolner, driver of car 8, the big Bentley which had
been third-overall in the early days of the event, and even more glum was
Annette, who broke down in tears when it was realised that the axle problems
were so severe the car now needs to be trucked ...
... sandwiches were the popular lunchtime
choice of drivers at the passage-control run by Paul Heal and Ed Rutherford.
Some of the Russian truck drivers however tucked into spinach pasties which
looked equally delicious. Tomorrow we’ll look them out on the menu.
Going particularly well today was Rod Wade in the Model A Ford, Phil Burgen’s
Volvo, Mike and Peter Armstong in the Dodge, and Hans-Peter and Marc Schaerli in
their VW Beetle.
... to our host at the hostel. Her parting words were:"I hope more hippies like you come by in the future". So, there you have it, we are now officially hippies on the extended Hippie trail.
The one hour drive to the border went very smoothly and the formalities took less than an hour, a new record! And so we arrived in Kazakhstan, our new home for the next couple of weeks, with over 3000km of road and piste to cover, visas to procure and heat to be endured.
... off the motorway.
We are heading in the direction of Stavropol and Kochubeevskoe where we had stayed on our last trip. David had the vague idea of trying to find some of the school teachers he’d met then; that was before both the humans realized it was the school holidays so the school won’t be open.
One night when we were camped amongst some trees beside a field of grain just after we had gone to bed we ...