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Travel Blogs from Irkutsk
... together and the fact we had a common language. They are from Italy, Spain and Algeria .
The city I am in now, is the 5th largest one in Russia, with 1.25 million people. It is along the river Wolga, my first impression: very beautiful.
Had not a chance yet to make pic at daylight, looks nice at night too.
... and rolling has
been minimal. No sign of the gulag lifestyle here.
At each end of the car there are
exciting things to do. Our 2 female provodnitsas (attendants) have
their little quarters at one end which they share with a ferocious,
boiling samovar armed with sundry gauges, pipes and spigots. Did they
have one of these on Sputnik I wonder? This is kept full of water at
the ready for tea and the like...Russians seldom chose 'the like' ...
... 8217; top quilt. Then we started to notice she had laid out her travelling needs in a very particular order and both towels were hanging next to each other, exactly level. OCD perhaps!? We will refer to her going forward as ‘Hilda’ (she did, later on, let us know her mother was German and father Russian but that was much later) couldn’t quite a handle on her actual name but we thought it best to give her a name we could handle when referring to ...
... lunch at a Japanese restaurant serving Japtalian food (sushi and pizza) we started to explore. As luck would have it we were on the Main Street of Nitzney. For some reason there were lots of people everywhere. As we got closer and closer to the kremlin we realized there was some sort of festival. Passing the street performers and ice cream vendors we approached a checkpoint, huh, no problem the police are just checking bags ...
... but after introductions and what we did for a living we were left in awkward silence with neither of us knowing what to say. I was panicking this day because we didn't have enough food for lunch. We had been unsuccessful with babushkas yesterday and we'd already eaten all the bread. Luckily though I grabbed the trolley lady as she went passed and she tried her hardest to communicate that the fried bread type items had potato inside. Perfect I said and ...