There are thousands of reasons to consider the Lake Baikal one of the
highlights of the Trans-Siberian trip: its incomparable
landscape, the untouched nature or the vast variety of flora and fauna along
its shores among others. Definitely if you decide to go on this adventure
the deepest fresh water reserve in the world is an obligatory stop.
After having a tour around the Lake Baikal on the Circum-Baikal train,
we decided to spend the coming couple of nights in Olkhon, the third-largest the third largest lake-bound island in the world.
We started the next day early in the morning, and once we arrived to
the bus station, a long queue was waiting to get on the bus. Suddenly, a “nice” driver was shouting at us to leave
our backpack in the luggage compartment. Once we sat down inside the crappy-old-dirty bus, while half of the
passengers where smoking, Jimmy asked me about where my book and music player
were. Obviously, I asked him to relax; man why should we take something for an
hour trip? Just relax. His sarcastic
smile was the start of one of the worst trip I have ever had.
When we asked to the driver about the arrival time, his answer was
so meaningful: you know when you depart
but never when you arrive… I looked back and many people were sitting down in
the corridor, and the bus was overloaded with luggage. The road was similar to a rally race one and the mix of powder in the air and high
temperature inside was as pleasant as a sauna in the middle of the desert.
When after a couple of hours I succeeded to close my eyes, my sweet dream was suddenly
spoiled by a strong noise and shouts. We
were already in road verge with a burst tyre. Everybody seemed to be used to this situation, as if it was the
daily routine, so we took advantage of this time to grab some food and drinks.
Once the driver changed the tyre and had a proper meal, we continued
with the journey. After stopping several
times, for essential reasons such as passenger physiological needs or asking to
walkers whether they need something, a suspicious yellow liquid started
flow toward us… when we realized that fortunately it was tea, we felt even
comfortable in the powder, heat, shaking road, smoke, stops and noise… After
all, we realized that always everything can get worse.
Conditions in Siberia and surroundings are precarious. Roads are in bad conditions, coaches are extremely overloaded and maintenance does not exist. However once we arrived at our destination, the beautiful landscape
had a balsamic effect in our apathetic mood. Definitely Olkhon worth thousand of such trips.
Iñaki
ONA!!
ReplyDeleteMe quedo con "as pleasant as a sauna in the middle of the desert". Ustet bati baino gehiagori esango diodala aurrerantzean, uajaja.
Ta anekdotaren inguruan... horrelako egoerak momentuan gogorrak dia, baino ziur hemendik urte batzuetara horrelako momentuetaz gogoratuko zeala.
Ea noiz datoren hurrengoa...
Olaiz
PD: agian ondo legoke jatorduen inguruan zertxobait jakitea. Zer/Nola/Non/zenbatean jaten zenuten etab... proposatzearren, eh!! esperientzia barruagotik ikusteko
Iepa Olaiz!
ReplyDeletePozten naiz interesgarri iruditu izana. Orain arte idatzitako 2 post-en tendentzia aldatzeko anekdota txiki hau idaztea okurritu zitzaiten. Hala ere, onenak oraindik ezditut igo... abixatuko dizut :-).
Baleba, kontutan izango det jatorduena. Beste pertsona batek ere berdina eskatu dit, beraz prestatuko det horren inguruan post bat, interesgarria izan daiteke eta.
Eskerrik asko!
Iñaki
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ReplyDeleteon following posts, could you tell us about the meals during the trip? Different types of food, where you got them, prices...
ReplyDeleteOlaiz