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Terrific!
I apologize for everyday question. And what are you eating, Artem? And how to navigate - on foot only, or as something else? They say our people when they come to India, bought it second-hand or even new bikes (they're cheap) and travel for pleasure. On the return journey, leaving, sell, or even simply abandoned. |
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Ah, the Himalayas have been there ... just never forget! I was in 4300 and appeared top of the world, and 5328 can not even imagine!
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Oh, I forgot. In Lehi joined us three young ladies, who flew in from Australia to the oracle. He receives visitors every year, in a lunar day. It tells about your past and future. Girls name with them, but we did not. Why?
We met with one young man, he went to Delhi to learn how our MV Lomonosov. I did not want this man to wear on his clothes a monk, said that it already archaisms. He became our guide to the future. Once in the way he stopped us and asked for something to wait. "Relax guys" - he said. A minute later, 100 meters from us there was a huge landslide rocks, flying stones the size of a house, the path was no longer there and we had to circumvent this place for several hours. But the most unpleasant encounter on the way torrents and marshes. I had to undress before the goal and move to the waist, a gray mud, these places. One had to spend the night before the debris field, it was necessary to get a little everything had gone. We found an old abandoned house, the roof was not, but there were tables. Built a bed, surrounded by backpacks and put on all that was warm. In the morning woke up under a layer of snow. But so tired that they did not feel like it began to snow. The route ran from town to town. There we had something to eat and relax. There can only dairy products and rice. I have ordered a tomato soup, like hot and liquid. Everything is very sharp, is impossible, but gradually become accustomed. Chili-masala "in all of the food, all the lights inside. But in the way every kind of food is good. It was a funny incident. Somehow, in one village we saw a large wooden house, and asked - What is it? We were told that a local bar. "Finally!" - I said. And in the evening we went there. Inside were wooden tables on which stood a bottle of vodka 30 ', for a sailor - a dust !:) "We sat down. On the other hand were Tibetans and something much discussion. Then turned to us and said that the Russian firm can drink. They asked whether we drink - someone who? I understand that I was seated opposite alkokrepysha. After a few glasses, the guy claimed by the arms and legs. Then put the other, and this happened the same thing. From the bar we went under the roar of applause. Surprisingly, they can not drink, they simply kill. We walked through the passes get into amazing places. Our guide told us that soon we will see a miracle - a cloud between the mountains, which nowhere vanishes, ie always hanging over the valley and look at it from a height get real fun, imbued the concept of contemplation. A couple of hours we saw this - it was a miracle! |
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Interesting was the case, although it is wrong, the whole trip consisted of interesting cases.
We decided to make a march of 60 km. day. But have not calculated the forces through the 40km, we have already fallen to the ground. By the time we already had 7 people. Joined us, Australians, Germans and a girl from Thailand. Up to this point were all singles. One German all the way sang Russian folk songs, said he collects them and even told where the city of Simferopol. From the mountain suddenly, as a special, down a horse and a young couple with a child, go to their village. We prayed that they helped us get to the village. They kindly agreed and put us on the horses themselves have shouldered our burden on his shoulders and walked beside him. Girl, my huge and heavy bag carried on her head, holding her left hand. Soon it began to rain and it was not just rain, rain down in buckets, she was the first and still held the bag with his left hand in the sleeve it was at least a bucket of water. Darkness. Night in the Himalayas is black, you see nothing, hear the noise of the river somewhere far below, and feel like a horse jumping over the rocks like a mountain goat, and at this moment take your breath away, does not know where to fly and where to land. When they reached the village I kissed the horse, until this moment did not feel great love for horses. " And of course asked the guy why things are not put on the horses and why his young wife was carrying a bag on his head, holding it only with his left hand. He said that the horse is worth more than women and that his right hand, she was tied to the lead horse .:( "I learned that the girl was only 20 years old and I have ever asked for Rs 40 ie . dollar. |
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Artem, very interesting, thank you very much for such an interesting topic, looking forward to the continuation of "What is there beauty!
And how long have you been there? |
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Thank you for an amazing topic!
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