Whenever I told people that I traveled alone I immediately got the following comments and questions.
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Aren’t you afraid of getting lost? Hmmm yes I do. In fact I always get lost. I am often lost in the same city I’ve been living for years. I’m miserably lost finding my way to a restaurant, a bar I had visited no less than ten times. I have no sense of direction, and I probably trust a tourist in helping me to take them to where they want to be in my territory. Getting lost is a fact of my life. What’s new?
When I thought of Siberia, I remembered concentration camps, snowy winters and lots of unhappy Russians. Never once I imagined sandy beaches, scorching summers, and a load of happy tourists at Baikal, the oldest and deepest lake in the world.
I usually preferred a more authentic, off-tourist destination. However, I can’t recommend enough the tourist-trap Olkhon Island, the largest island in the middle of Baikal, a popular base for travelers to get lost in the tranquility and wide-open space.
(See this post for tips on planning, traveling and transportation cost from Moscow to Beijing.)
There are many more popular stop-overs along the routes not only what listed below, for example, Novgorod, Omsk, Tyumen, etc. I stopped at fewer places because I preferred to stay longer at one place, and I became lazy to haul my heavy bags on and off the train.
The trains, the people and the stops.
Traveling on the Trans-Siberian trains through the longest rail track in the world is an experience of a lifetime. Everybody has heard of the word Siberia, but only some have an idea where it is, and only a few want to get there.
Siberia is more of a concept than a place, unless you live there. Some might imagine danger when they think of Siberia. After all, Siberia is a former hang-out for exiles and convicts, an ice-cold place in a remote part of communist Russia full of Russian mafias.
“Life is not about eat, sleep, pee-pee/poo-poo” was the favorite wisdom my uncle passed down to his two children to warn them from having their life governed by these three basic deeds.
It seems to me that I committed all three in the last three months. Each sin is guided by the nature of my traveling in each specific country.
“Them, Us and Skitskoj (A Dialogue in the Editing Room)/ Oni, my a Skitskoj (Dialog ve st?ižn?)”, a Czech documentary about Old Believers living on the island of Skitskoj, an inaccessible taiga in the North of Russia, got me completely hooked.Skitskoj is isolated from the outside world by three rivers, the Pichora, Tsilma, and Pizhma. To get to the village, at one point, the film crew had to use a rudimentary hand-pulled cable ferry system. These Old Believers followed strict religious rituals to the point of obsession. Because of their extreme isolation, they distrusted outsiders.
“Here looking at you kid,” said Humphrey Bogart to Ingrid Bergman in what was considered an all-time famous quote in the Hollywood classic “Casablanca.”
Ulan-Ude was no romantic Casablanca where Bogart’s character had a toast with his flame Bergman before letting her run off with her husband. Instead, it was a gray, noisy, crowded, ugly city in Siberia, and yet I felt the same effect seeing Lenin’s penchant eyes looking over the city, looking at me.
Siberia at last. Traveling to Siberia has occupied my mind in the last few years, but the name itself has struck a strange note ever since I was a child who was in awe of its vast snowy landscape and lonely Russian soldiers, peasants and convicts. At time, Siberia seemed forbidden and far away and being there was unthinkable, hence it took some time to comprehend that I would soon come to a part of my dream.
The border of Europe and Asia lies along the Ural mountains, dividing Russia into two continents. I have always considered Russia to be Europe as all Russians I know are Caucasians and so are the Russians I have seen on the news. Russia has played a key role in shaping European history and politics in the last century. Russia has participated in all major cultural European events. Blame it on Lonely Planet and all guide books which classify Russia as Eastern Europe. However, when I talked to many Russians, I often heard the phrase “going to Europe.” “But you’re in Europe,” I said. “No, we are not,” they replied. Perhaps Russians see Europe not only on geographical term but also on political and economical level. For them, I think, Europe means the European Union.
Sorry Hollywood but Anastasia was dead.
She died along with her parents, Tsar Nicolas II, Tsarina Alexandria and her four other siblings Olga, Tatiana, Maria, and Alexi. The Romanov spent their final days in Yekaterinburg before meeting their gruesome end in the hands of the Bolsheviks who feared the White Army would rescue the former royal family and used it as the pretext to fight against the Red Army. The entire family was shot and stabbed by bayonets. Their bodies were carried away and dumped them in the mine shaft outside Yekaterinburg.
The children of the Tsar
My name is Cindy, also rhymes with travel junkie. A friend said I was probably a gipsy in my previous life. One of my many secret missions in life is to convert you to run off every once in awhile.
