Imperia G Hotel Astana

Wieder mal ein Besuch in Astana: Immer wieder faszinierend wie klein das Büro ist, wie anders die Kollegen sind, wenn man sie in ihrem Heimatort trifft und wie unaufregend die Stadt ist. Man kann es sich kaum vorstellen, wie langweilig eine künstliche Stadt ist, aber sie ist sehr langweilig. Sogar das Wetter war langweilig, einfach das gleiche wie in Almaty. Dafür hat aber mein Autoradio auf den ...

... monument with its golden orb on top of a lattice structure.<br><br>Passing a more traditional monument I ask Assel what it commemorates? She is about to explain when Nikolai says "It's to mothers who come to the police station opposite to plead for their children!" Definitely not a totalitarian regime now.<br><br>We get to Nikolai's house and garage where an immaculate Harley and a pristine electronicless BMW R100GS Dakar are housed ...

<br><br>What do I do on a rainy day in Astana? Well, the first thing is to see if there has been any progress with the bike. I text Sasha. No response. Unusual. I text Assel and get an immediate response. They want the diagnostic programme! How am I supposed to know? I take the bus to the workshop. Well this hotel is costing a bomb so I'd better save wherever I can and 65 tenge as opposed to 600 tenge is not to be sneezed at!<br><br>I find a distraught Sasha ...

... It is not." Comes the stony reply.<br><br>"Well, how come there is a visa in my passport issued with their LOI." Not really hoping I am going to get anywhere.<br><br>"It is not authorised, no discussion, go." <br><br>That's the one thing I love about bureaucracy, its willingness to discuss and be flexible. <br><br>I take a taxi to the BMW dealership and introduce myself to Sasha. We go to the bike and he asks me for the key. "I left it ...

... slalom course varying from unlined six laned carriageways to piste that seems to wander, unsigned, around the country. A nightmare for Serge in the dark. His lights were worse that my bike's. The dark! Why in the dark? We left at 1400 and it's 5 hours to Astana. Well your right but you need a fanbelt to do that and after a few miles of our brand new motorway the worn and very thin strip of rubber that had been masquerading as a fanbelt called it a day. A ...

... oder das verbliebene Scheibenwischwasser aktivieren müsse. Daraufhin wurde ich angeschaut als ob diese Idee ja sowas von völlig abwegig wäre. Der nächste Hit war dann die Abrechnung für Geschäftsessen. Man muss nach Steuergesetzgebung in der Abrechnung nicht aufführen wen man eingeladen hat. Wenn man das nicht macht muss man die Kosten als zusätzliches Einkommen für den Einladenen versteuern. Wenn man aber, wie es von den ...

... Endlich mal jemand, der im schönen Amerika aus- und eingebildet wurde, dementsprechend gut Englisch spricht und mit dem man dazu auch noch Fachfragen hervorragend und sprach- und verständnisbarrierefrei diskutieren kann. Hut ab Willi ... äh Ivan. Die abendliche Einladung einer großen englisch-asiatischen Bank, die gerade eine Filiale in Astana eröffnet hat, wurde hingegen von ihrem eigenen Showprogramm übertönt. Ms Geige strapazierte den Verstärker so sehr ...

... women once used this sport as a means of training their husbands in cold weather home maintenance. I just had the best train ride ever. Well, it was almost disaster, but turned out very nice. Last night we boarded a train to take us from Almaty, Kazakhstan, to the Kazakh capital of Astana. John found his seat and sat down, but I couldn't locate mine. I showed my ticket to the many people sitting around, but they couldn't find it either. The seat that should have been ...

... feet) does not seem that impressive, that is only for the few short seconds that you forget about the pressure gravity is putting on your body! The pressure on your body at 5000 plus meters in unbelievable. The best way to describe it is the same feeling you get while you are scuba diving and are unable to equalize the pressure between your ears. The simple act of walking 5 feet at that altitude makes ...

... I was doing in Kazakhstan. In her class there were two students that had been to America so we shared some of our experiences. One of her students offered to take us around town and show us the tourist attractions and take us to lunch. He took us on a driving tour of many monuments including the WWII monument, he showed us where the President´s office would be and also to Duman, the aquarium. We went up a tower that looks like a lollypop called ...