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Travel Blogs from Zarasai
... Then on the train to Russia a women from St. Petersburg is curious as to what I'm doing here. I ask her about the boarder control and how it works as I'm cutting it a bit fine with the start date. My visa starts on the 2nd December and I cross the boarder about 1.00am on that day. Hopefully the time difference won't cause any problems, although I've checked the schedule and I should be fine. First, the Latvian passport control woman comes round in uniform ...
... Intrepid people. It was overcast, as we're all getting use to these days, and then the sun broke through, glorious sunlight!! It made our free day that much more wonderful and it seemed sometimes like I was surrounded by bugs; snails, catapillers, spiders and some I can't name. I loved it. I even got a chance to pee in the forest.
Hmm, I'm writing this in a church in Warsaw, Poland (26th), because I've got time to burn before the group meets for dinner, and its cold ...
... 2 streams and 2 large lakes, stopping on the way to climb a hill for the views and a small pagan ritual. Back in the canoes and on the last leg it started pouring with torrential rain. Seeing as everyone was already soaked when we reached shore we helped load the canoes back onto the trailers. In the vans we were each given a shot of home made vodka to warm us up – powerful stuff and pretty deadly.
Dinner was a massive home-cooked feast of chicken, pork ...
... a lot of fish as well.
And another food, which is new to Belarus but quite popular:
Suluguni cheese (slightly salty, between feta and cheddar, maybe mozzarella would be good), wrapped in a thin lavash bread and BBQed. Very tasty!
I feel I am gaining weight fast in Belarus! :)
I had a blast - lots of fun, fishing, swimming, drinking and riding power boats!
Now I need rest from this "rest" trip :)
... ourselves for a while.
On the drive out of Zarasai, there were plenty of hitch-hikers - black-clad and scary looking. Our car was stuffed full, but we still managed to fit a couple of lads in, with Saskia and Eartha sitting on their knees. After they left us in Utena, we picked up another one for a few km.
Two minutes after we'd dropped him off, we saw a bloke in a suit hitching. We both shrugged and drove on by. Sorry, we only pick up hitchers that look mad, bad and ...