After some great days in the Baikal region it was time to leave Russia.
As it turned out that my Graeme, my scottish roommate from Olkhon Island, was leaving Irkutsk on the same train as me, we decided to meet in front of the train station for having some beers together before our departure. What should happen then was one of the weirdest things I experienced so far. Continue reading Crossing the border from Russia to Mongolia
Before this trip I didn‘t know, what and how it‘s gonna be like. Originally I wanted to learn some Russian and also started with some lessions in Salzburg, but due to timing issues, I could only visit half of them. Also I‘ve heard some stories, that russians don‘t really know and foreign (european) languages. Continue reading Roundup of the trip through the largest country in the world
After some days traveling alone only meeting russians with speaking hardly any English, it was good to find some backpackers in Baikaler Hostel in Irkutsk again. Here I met also some Austrians, which I should meet also later on Olkhon Island as well. Here I recognized once more, that I have definitely no problem speaking English or Italian, but when you can speak in your own dialect, that‘s something completely different. Continue reading Irkutsk and Listvyanka
On Tuesday morning I got up quite early and travelled to Olkhon Island at Lake Baikal. After a six hour ride with a minibus and a short ride with a ferry, we arrived in Kruzhir, the main village on the island. The busdriver was driving like a maniac although streets were not always in the best condition. This was also one of the reason, why an older bavarian man was complaining all time long. When I told him that I‘m from Salzburg, I was supposed to be his new friend, but yeah… this was not the biggest pleasure for me. As he was staying in the same hostel, he should tell me later that he has been to Thailand as a sex tourist some 40 years ago,…. different story. Continue reading Lake Baikal – four great days on Olkhon Island