9 november
Today I did nothing special, just relaxing, some reading, work for egypt and watch a movie.But I saw king arthur! One of the animators from Turkey but nothing further.
10 november
Yana's mother drove us from Naberezhnye Chelny to Kazan, that's a 300km drive on Russian roads.I think about honderd km's a police officer signed us to pull over, so her mum did and she stepped outand went to the police men. After a few minutes I stepped out, because I wanted to make some picturesof the with snow covered fields. At the same moment she finished with the police guy and stepped back in.She told me that she had to give him 500 roebel (about 15 €), if they don't give that money they come to check thecar, and they always find something and then it's even more expensive or you loose your drivers license.Pure maffia! Anyway, we continue but after 500 meters, the same guy in his car followed us and honked usto pull over again.What hapenned: after we left, he suddenly realised that I was making pictures, he tought now that I was makingpictures of the money transaction, the bribe. So he got scared and wanted to know what I was doing.So Natasha explained him that I'm just a dumb tourist making pictures of meaningless fields, and not of them.He believed it and we could continue.After arriving in Kazan, one hour later we went to see a basketball match: Kazan - St. Petersbourg....the cheerleaders were the best thing.Then a meal in the center of Kazan... wich is really a beautifull city. A drink and back home.Tommorow at midday we'll go sightseeïng... more on that later!Greetz...
11 november
At twelve o'clock we (Natasha, Sergey and Tania) went away with the car, to some old monastry. Before we got therewe went to eat chashlik again (I could get used to this). The monastry was imposant, but it resambled much to the churches we haveI was especially surprised when on one of the paintings is saw a triangle with the all seeing eye in it. You know the one that hangsabove the doors at grandma's place. Also all the images of Jesus and so are the same.Then we went to a place somewhere in the forests... the day before Sergey asked me if I wanted to do koepatse (onderdompelen) with himin a river, me with my big mouth I said yes. So now we were there in the midlle of the forest, surrounded by snow and darkness.I was freezing! I first watched him taking his clothes off and jump in the water. I really didn't feel like going in, but I thought I had to do itfor myself and my manhood! So .... I jumped. My god! So cold! But what a kick it gave. Walking back to the car was not easy since I didn't feelmy feet anymore.Later that evening we went to the Kazan Kremlin, a Kremlin is what we call a fortrified building, a place where the people where safe in case of war.In the Kremlin they have some amazing buildings, the building from the Tartar president, a Church and the most beautifull building wasthe Muzelman church called 'cool sjarif'. Another building was the tower of Princess Ciooembeke, it's oblique, just like the tower in Pisa.The legend says that she was the most Beautifull girl in Tartarstan (I think it's Yana) and she had been given an arranged marriage, she was so sad that she could not marry a man she truly loved that she jumped off the building and killed herself.We finished the evening in a small restaurant.
12 november aka shit day!
It started off super, waking up next to Yana. Next thing we went back to the Kremlin so we could see the 'cool sjarif' from the inside.Then we drove to the airport of Kazan... where I had to say goodbye to Yana :-( It's a small airport, but I even had to take of my shoes to pass the control. We stepped into a small tupolev (Urbanus moppen kwamen in me op)and took off. Turbulence, unbelievable, I don't like flying, but now I was terrified for over one hour!Here in Moscow I was so stupied to take a Taxi to the Youth hostel. The guy ripped me off for 100€ and... the youth hostel was not thereanymore... so I went to look for other places, but couldn't find anything. Anyway, during my search I learned how to use the Metro by myself.The staircases here are three four times as long as we know them, and they go trough a small tunnel. It is packed with people, I've never seenso much people together, not even on a concert. So I went as far as possible with the metro back to the airport, last 20 km I had to take a bus.Cost of this trip: 3€ and faster than the car!In the airport I went looking for hotel desks... but everything full. Finally I ended up at a small desk with a friendly girl that spoke verygood English. She kept telling me all the information in miles and pounds... (Must be that my english is quite good).
Today I did nothing special, just relaxing, some reading, work for egypt and watch a movie.But I saw king arthur! One of the animators from Turkey but nothing further.
10 november
Yana's mother drove us from Naberezhnye Chelny to Kazan, that's a 300km drive on Russian roads.I think about honderd km's a police officer signed us to pull over, so her mum did and she stepped outand went to the police men. After a few minutes I stepped out, because I wanted to make some picturesof the with snow covered fields. At the same moment she finished with the police guy and stepped back in.She told me that she had to give him 500 roebel (about 15 €), if they don't give that money they come to check thecar, and they always find something and then it's even more expensive or you loose your drivers license.Pure maffia! Anyway, we continue but after 500 meters, the same guy in his car followed us and honked usto pull over again.What hapenned: after we left, he suddenly realised that I was making pictures, he tought now that I was makingpictures of the money transaction, the bribe. So he got scared and wanted to know what I was doing.So Natasha explained him that I'm just a dumb tourist making pictures of meaningless fields, and not of them.He believed it and we could continue.After arriving in Kazan, one hour later we went to see a basketball match: Kazan - St. Petersbourg....the cheerleaders were the best thing.Then a meal in the center of Kazan... wich is really a beautifull city. A drink and back home.Tommorow at midday we'll go sightseeïng... more on that later!Greetz...
11 november
At twelve o'clock we (Natasha, Sergey and Tania) went away with the car, to some old monastry. Before we got therewe went to eat chashlik again (I could get used to this). The monastry was imposant, but it resambled much to the churches we haveI was especially surprised when on one of the paintings is saw a triangle with the all seeing eye in it. You know the one that hangsabove the doors at grandma's place. Also all the images of Jesus and so are the same.Then we went to a place somewhere in the forests... the day before Sergey asked me if I wanted to do koepatse (onderdompelen) with himin a river, me with my big mouth I said yes. So now we were there in the midlle of the forest, surrounded by snow and darkness.I was freezing! I first watched him taking his clothes off and jump in the water. I really didn't feel like going in, but I thought I had to do itfor myself and my manhood! So .... I jumped. My god! So cold! But what a kick it gave. Walking back to the car was not easy since I didn't feelmy feet anymore.Later that evening we went to the Kazan Kremlin, a Kremlin is what we call a fortrified building, a place where the people where safe in case of war.In the Kremlin they have some amazing buildings, the building from the Tartar president, a Church and the most beautifull building wasthe Muzelman church called 'cool sjarif'. Another building was the tower of Princess Ciooembeke, it's oblique, just like the tower in Pisa.The legend says that she was the most Beautifull girl in Tartarstan (I think it's Yana) and she had been given an arranged marriage, she was so sad that she could not marry a man she truly loved that she jumped off the building and killed herself.We finished the evening in a small restaurant.
12 november aka shit day!
It started off super, waking up next to Yana. Next thing we went back to the Kremlin so we could see the 'cool sjarif' from the inside.Then we drove to the airport of Kazan... where I had to say goodbye to Yana :-( It's a small airport, but I even had to take of my shoes to pass the control. We stepped into a small tupolev (Urbanus moppen kwamen in me op)and took off. Turbulence, unbelievable, I don't like flying, but now I was terrified for over one hour!Here in Moscow I was so stupied to take a Taxi to the Youth hostel. The guy ripped me off for 100€ and... the youth hostel was not thereanymore... so I went to look for other places, but couldn't find anything. Anyway, during my search I learned how to use the Metro by myself.The staircases here are three four times as long as we know them, and they go trough a small tunnel. It is packed with people, I've never seenso much people together, not even on a concert. So I went as far as possible with the metro back to the airport, last 20 km I had to take a bus.Cost of this trip: 3€ and faster than the car!In the airport I went looking for hotel desks... but everything full. Finally I ended up at a small desk with a friendly girl that spoke verygood English. She kept telling me all the information in miles and pounds... (Must be that my english is quite good).
Anyway, I found a room, and now I'm back home.
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