Tuesday, 18 August 2009

Siberia. Trees, -55, mosquitos and a never ending road of gravel and tarmac



Why would anyone choose to live in Siberia. Firstly Stalin did not give the ancestors of these inhabitants much of a choice and then I came across Khabarovsk. A bit of an oasis in a land of bleak Soviet style towns. Beautiful, cultured, relaxed and an abundance of long legs and short skirts. The people still come across as unfriendly but after a couple of minutes Russian people show their real character and are some of the friendliest, hospitable and generous people I have come across. That said they are always warning you about how dangerous it is in Russia. It would appear that a smile, a handshake and telling them how good their English is will soon have them warming to you.

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