Campaign for the tarsiers - Part 1

Indonesian adventure two Europeans Viadzherong Pina At the bus station we found a bus that went to the city of Bitung. There were empty seats, and before he started off, we had to wait about an hour. I quickly fell asleep immediately after departure. I remember how we got stuck in a traffic jam due to a political demonstration in one of the towns through which we passed. It took a very long time before we were able to gain a tempo of movement. All bus passengers visibly nervous. After 2 hours we arrived at the bus station Bitunga. Upon learning that we need a national park Tangkoko, obsessive taxi drivers immediately pounced on us, trying to persuade to go with them, however, agreeing only on some unspeakable amount. Comptroller of the bus we arrived in Bitung, helped us get tickets to mikrolet (like taxi in Indonesia, prim.perev.) For 5000 rupees each. We found a platform from which the trucks and vans were sent to Batuputi, the town where we planned to spend the night. Also in this city is the entrance to the national park. We approached one of the pickups, but they refused to take us as empty seats had gone. We approached another pickup - also to no avail. After a while we got tired walking from machine to machine, but then someone told us that the owner of the hotel "Mom grew up" here, and showed her pickup truck. We approached them - and their car had no seats, but they asked us to wait for the next machine, which soon was to come. Hotel "Mother Russia" By this time, my mood has been completely spoiled, and my friend Thomas was trying to me somehow cheer.

Voyage Manchester gentleman Ukrainian cities - part 11

AGAIN (former) Soviet Union (the ending, ch.11) Every road ever ends The next day we planned to spend on the beach, but it began to rain, so came into force "plan B" in which the first item was listed inspection exposure history museum. Here is a spectacular diorama of the Battle for the Dnepr, which was composed of artistic paintings and models. Then we boarded the tram to the city center, where to hide from the rain, went into a spectacular new shopping center. We had an important task - to buy a special inflatable cushion for travel, because we were soon to go to the grand tour. Fortunately, the coveted travel articles for a long time did not have to look for. In 18-00 we had to board the bus, and then we waited for a tedious 12-hour journey to Chisinau, including such "a favorite of" my "front" way. Fun little! "In a spin" is a huge shopping center we liked, the situation is quite European, but on the top floor there is even an ice pad for skating. At first I wanted to ride, but then quickly changed his mind when he saw how well the children were riding, which was quite a lot on the ice. It became clear that in their background, I'll look untalented jerk as permanent downs I can not be avoided. At 5 pm we boarded the bus, arrived at the bus station, which went into the bar and took a glass of beer Stella Artois. Here, finally, we got on the bus and prepared to make these things ordeal. Generally speaking, I am deeply convinced that the journey into night buses time to bring in the Olympics.

Campaign for the tarsiers - part 2

Indonesian adventure two Europeans (continued, p.2) The next night, three hours in succession heavy rain to five in the morning he expired. We began to prepare for our big hike, but after half an hour of rain began again! We got raincoats and defied the elements. In the march we went to three, I, Thomas and our Czech friend of Skoda. By the time we got to the forest, the rain intensified and walked for hours without stopping, but we still decided to continue the campaign. This must be the best way to explore the rainforests! In some parts of the forest was slippery and dark, so we had to be very careful. There were many large trees, mainly figs. Skoda soaked through and through and wanted to return. He joined another group, and we are with Thomas and our guide Jack went into the forest and soon saw monkeys! These monkeys are like little chimps. We noticed them when they are on the ground crossed our path. Later, we met with them again. For this bunch of monkeys watched a woman scientist from France. We acceded to last long, and she told us about the different types of behavior and character traits of different individuals within the clan. We saw a monkey mother with a cub. Macaques are very funny: they climb trees, wander around and play with each other. They did not pay us any attention. Soon we had to leave them alone, and we headed to the beach. Macaques, Jack cut a few leaves of palm trees and made for us a temporary tent. There, on the beach, we had a kind of picnic. Wave there were very large, so that no one dared to swim.

American Go through the Alps - Part 1

ALPINE BEAUTY: THE NATURE AND PEOPLE Hinshberger Paul, Agronomist I write these lines, being in a small cottage, which is perched on a wooded hillside near Genoa, Italy. Chirping birds, gurgling brook near something on his universal language of peace and harmony. Serenity fully upon me, I feel like a Buddha in his bosom. Must have a same feeling experienced Jack Kerouac (Jack Kerouac - American writer, one of the brightest representatives of the Beat Generation: prim.perev.) When he wrote "Big Sur", or Bilbo Baggins (Bilbo Baggins - Hobbit character works J . R. R. Tolkien: prim.perev.) when he started writing about his epic journey. I feel almost as well. But I do not know. A lift! Last week I was in the Rhone Valley and headed to Italy. Originally I planned to get into the city of Chamonix and the cable car to cross the Alps in the Italian region of Valle d'Aosta. I decided to go hitchhiking, and within 45 minutes I picked up a guy named Danny. He quickly threw me to the city of Grenoble, where I decided to take the train, and on it to overcome the rest of the way that nowhere else do not be late. (Anyone who is going to visit France: Grenoble and its surroundings are much nicer than the rest of France. Here the mountains !!!). Finally, I got to Chamonix. It was 6 o'clock, and then I learned that the lift will not operate until the summer! Understandably, I was very angry. In fact the only reason that I came here, was just this lift. I even thought about how to write a caustic letter to Rick Steve, author of "Europe through the backdoor", which does not mention that in the cable car there is a break of several months.

American Go through the Alps - Part 2

ALPINE BEAUTY: THE NATURE AND PEOPLE (continued, part 2) My hosts, John and Simon, warmly welcomed me and showed a beautiful bridge and an aqueduct which was built in the 3 rd century AD. Can you imagine? In the 3 rd century! And he will stand still long. The Romans certainly knew how to build bridges. I was treated Gelato (Gelato - cold dessert, ice cream: approx. Perevi.) And their favorite pizza in honor of the fact that I arrived in Italy. Then my hosts invited me to a music festival of Balkan music, which, if you've never heard of Balkan music (and I am sure that you have not heard), is similar to a mixture of salsa, ska music (ska - the musical style that emerged in Jamaica in the mid- the last century: approx. Perevi.), and Russian folk music. Very fun! Roman Aqueduct in Aosta Aosta I left on Sunday to get to the last day wine festival, held in the city of Alba. For those who do not drink, I will explain: Alba - a hub of winemaking region of Piedmont. It is located very close to the famous wine regions of Barolo and Barbaresco. So my day was full of fun, as well as my glass was full Barbera, Barolo and Barbaresco, and abdomen different varieties of cheese. (I wonder could a healthy 25-year-old man suffered a heart attack from eating too much cheese?) Everything was divine. (Vse-vse! ceasing to tease you!) Wine Festival and a lot of cheese late afternoon, I started looking for a quiet place to pitch a tent, because I've heard that Italian police are not particularly zhaluyut those who put up a tent in unauthorized places.