from the suite to the white line

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At some point I realized that I was actually staying in what was a suite in this Soviet-style guesthouse. I had a giant bathroom:

suite bathroom

A room with some couches:

suite room

And a bedroom:

suite bedroom

It was easy to imagine a Communist Party bigwig some thirty or forty years ago staying here, enjoying the amenities of the suite. It had worn off a little since then, though.

I decided to trade the suite for the road.

So I left.

There was snow outside:

Caboose in the snow

The villages were covered in snow:

snow in Kulan

And the vehicles were covered in snow:

truck and snow

There was a tree that someone rightly identified as a huge broccoli that was also covered in snow:

broccoli

Luckily, the roads were clear though:

cleared road

I had fun taking pictures of the… well, of the snow:

tree in the snow

Snow, snow, and more snow (and some horses in the snow):

horses in the snow

Then some dudes appeared, and one of the dudes insisted on giving me his jacket:

road workers

I tried everything I could to not separate him from his jacket (after all, I had my own jacket), but he wouldn’t listen.
“Tell everyone how nice we are here in Kazakhstan!” he said.

And so I did.

A bit later some random dudes stopped for a picture:

dudes

And then there were these other dudes who asked me from their car window if I was interested in having “100 grams”, which I wasn’t:

drunk dudes

Because 100 grams means vodka.

One time I saw an unfortunate fox:

unfortunate fox

And all the while there was this white line on the horizon. I really liked the white line:

white line

Because it seemed auspicious.

Oh, and of course I recorded a “Let’s Walk” video, but the camera failed to record any sound whatsoever. Damn.

I didn’t know this yet, though. So I was very happy when I arrived at this restaurant in the early afternoon:

restaurant Becterek

I asked them if there was a guesthouse in the area, to which they said no, and eventually they offered me to stay in their restaurant.

Not here:

restaurant

But in this cozy little back room:

back room

I loved it. Absolutely loved it!

The warmest room was of course the kitchen, mainly because they kept the stove running:

heating

So we huddled in there and talked about stuff, and they told me to get some firecrackers.

Firecrackers? What for?

To scare away wild animals, they explained. Like wolves, for example.

Luckily, there were no wolves to be seen when I went to the restroom, which was outside of the building. There was just this cow munching on a tree:

Anyway, I felt happy that I wouldn’t have to sleep in my tent tonight.

Because it was cold:

Very cold.



  • Dane

    Hey man. I was in bishkek just now. I arrived after you left the country. I kept looking at the Kazak mountains thinking “that beard guy is over there somewhere.” Loving the blog. As they say, may your way be white!

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