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An in-transit report
... stop we were joined by two Russian air force officers, who spoke no English and at least one of them seemed to resent the fact that I had come to Russia without being able to speak Russian, but he clearly had no idea of tourism because he wanted to know where in Russia my family lived. Between the two of them they had a mountain of food including a roast chicken, and two bottles of vodka. What with my lawyer friend buying me beers and them offering vodka and chicken and the guy ...
You have little present for me?? Maybe bottle?
... to. But the guards were very friendly and helpful, and they helped me to the right window to purchase our insurance for the car. Then as we were walking back to the car and they were searching it (pretty thoroughly), the guard asks me if we have any liquor or money. Now luckily we had hidden all the money on Lauren and we had poured our liquor into Sprite and ...
Baba Olya
... we could have done? I don't know! Normally Baba Olya was a cheerful face among the crowd, she was also ready to share the latest gossip and would embelish it freely! She would often have tears of joy running down her face as she was thankful just to make it through another day. Bye Baba ...
Back to Russia...
I have just made it back to Russia. I had a 3 month break in the middle because my passport was stolen by a Russian police officer. I strongly advise that if you can help if, to never have to travel on an emergency passport - not fun! I love Rostov on Don. I love Russia. It is great to be back. I live in my own apartment this time. Which makes life easier ...
ILLEGAL ENTRY #6 (RUSSIA TO UKRAINE)
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... get a hot meal. Three very friendly taxi drivers were there eating hot dogs and drinking. They told me jokes, and we had jolly fun. One mentioned the nearby border and his desire to go to America. He flapped his wings and said he wished we could fly across borders. At three a.m., I paid a sober taxi driver to take me on the road to Gukovo, a road that runs parallel to the Ukrainian border. The road was dark. We rode ...
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