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Its almost like it was in Jakarta. You step out and you will become all wet immediately.

Last days in Beijing was rainy. When it rains the weather is very similar to the European climate. Especially in the early morning. When I arrived to Beijing it was 5:50am. Time of sunrise. It looked like a yellow disc on the sky but its mirror-image was deep orange in the risefields and on the roofs of some buildings.

When I left Beijing it was early morning, too. It was strange to see that huge city being so silent and moveless. Just a few people were around walking with their dogs or preparing to open their stores. Due to the rain we had last night, the air was fresh and very nice cool.

In the controversion arriving to Shanghai where the population is like 17 millions I faced the mass immediately. Gosh...almost two times more inhabitant then in Hungary...and it is just a city.

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Shanghai is exaclty like I expected. In some terms its the city of the future. When I saw the downtown first time leaving he subway at LUJIAZUI I felt like: Ohh I arrived.

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In front of me I could see all around large glass palaces with the strange light blue sky in the background.

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The Shanghai sunset creates this blue which fits very well to the high-tech feature of the downtown. The gate I left the subway was to the east and when I turned around I almost felt down.

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The huge Tower....called Oriental Pearl TV Tower was in front of me. With its lighting globes and with the loud music from there it seemed to be a temple inviting people for celebration. And people seemed to accept the invitation. Within minutes it became dark and the lights of the downtown became even more active. Thousands of people were standing along the river HUANGPU in front of the very European buildings of the Bund witnessing the night-lights of Shanghai. Looking at them I felt like in Budapest at the firework of August 20. But in this case the background looked like Geneva in Switzerland and the attraction which brought the thousands of people there were the lights of Shanghai.

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Some later I was thinking why big metropolices affect me like this? The lights? The clean environment? The modern features and gadgets like huge lighting adds, modern air-conditioned subway, cars, cameras, cellular phones, ipods? The mass itself? I dont know the answer...maybe all of them and none of them at the same time.

Some says malls and modern downtowns with their lighting adds are all about to force people to buy, to spend...destroying the ancient cultures in the name of the new God: MONEY. Those by saying this are usually concern about the people who are excluded from all these. For example about the 500 millions Chinese living in the rural area dealing with agryculture with a yearly income which is likely not enough for a dinner on the top of this Oriental Pearl Tower.

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So what if the tower doesnt exist? What if no lights in the downtown, no malls, no good cars, no cameras? Just next 500 millions poor Chinese living on a few yuan a day. The square in front of the tower was full of people who most likely couldnt afford the entry ticket to the Oriental Pearl. Why they were there?

Because they wanted to take part in it.

In Budapest I recognized long time ago that McDonald`s is full with teenagers who doesnt have any money. They are just sitting there over their schoolbooks with a Coke for hours at times. Why? Is it good for them to face that they cant efford the huge bigMac? is it good being frustrated? Actually they are not. They go there just like the people on the square at the Oriental Pearl Tower in Shanghai....just like me....

To take part in it.

All these people belive what they see is their future or even their present. And they do it with a good reason. Some elder people...even some mothers with their children were standing there at the fence trying to catch some moments, to see what is going there at the tower, looking over the bushes with a realistic believe that what they were seeing was their future. Because they knew exactly what was here just 30 years ago. And who knows what will be here in 30 years?

So because of this belief I think Shanghai is the city of the future.

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And you know, I love my city. I love Budapest which looks in a similar summer night like a part of a fairy tale. But being here I understood something again about our Eastern-European culture. Nice to show and being proud of our XIX. Century features.

And here I mean not only the surrounding historical buildings in the city but the whole little regressive culture we have, too.

But where is our future? I had to come to Shanghai to see it. I have created a short video of Shanghai:)




October 28, 2009 No comments
to inform you:)

Being abroad even if you dont understand the text you can get familiar with the name of streets, places and you can recognise them on the map. In China its almost impossible. If you do not know the characters you will be totally lost:)

One of my favorite was this information board at the main railway station in Beijing.:)

Chose a destination:)
October 18, 2009 No comments
Istanbul

Hagia Sophia (Turkish: Ayasofya, from the Greek: Αγία Σοφία, "Holy Wisdom"; Latin: Sancta Sophia or Sancta Sapientia) is a former patriarchal basilica, later a mosque, now a museum in Istanbul, Turkey. Famous in particular for its massive dome, it is considered the epitome of Byzantine architecture. It was the largest cathedral in the world for nearly a thousand years, until the completion of the Seville Cathedral in 1520.

Istanbul

The current building was originally constructed as a church between A.D. 532 and 537 on the orders of the Byzantine Emperor Justinian, and was in fact the third Church of the Holy Wisdom to occupy the site (the previous two had both been destroyed by riots). It was designed by two architects, Isidore of Miletus and Anthemius of Tralles. The Church contained a large collection of holy relics and featured, among other things, a 50 foot (15 m) silver iconostasis. It was the patriarchal church of the Patriarch of Constantinople and the religious focal point of the Eastern Orthodox Church for nearly 1000 years.

Istanbul

In 1453, Constantinople was conquered by the Ottoman Turks and Sultan Mehmed II ordered the building to be converted into a mosque.[1] The bells, altar, iconostasis, and sacrificial vessels were removed, and many of the mosaics were eventually plastered over. The Islamic features — such as the mihrab, the minbar, and the four minarets outside — were added over the course of its history under the Ottomans. It remained as a mosque until 1935, when it was converted into a museum by the Republic of Turkey.

Istanbul

For almost 500 years the principal mosque of Istanbul, Hagia Sophia served as a model for many of the Ottoman mosques such as the Sultan Ahmed Mosque (Blue Mosque of Istanbul), the Şehzade Mosque, the Süleymaniye Mosque, and the Rüstem Pasha Mosque.

Although it is sometimes referred to as Santa Sophia, the Greek name in full is Ναός τῆς Ἁγίας τοῦ Θεοῦ Σοφίας, Church of the Holy Wisdom of God. It was to this, the Holy Wisdom of God, that the Church was dedicated (Sophia being a Latin phonetic spelling of the Greek word Wisdom). So Santa Sophia should be understood as the title of the church, Holy Wisdom, rather than a reference to some Saint Sophia.
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Istanbul
October 17, 2009 No comments

I was standing like a lost little boy at the Jianguomennei Dajie trying to find this road on my map. The huge avenue was flowing like a wide river collecting all the small streets around. She was standing beside me with a very similar map which showed with Chinese characters the same avenue. To rely on the map was not enough to her. She went to an old man who had a maybe even older black bicycle and asked for the direction.


Seeing that I am taking photos she approached me asking with a wide smile about my photos maybe, but to be honest all I understood was that it was trying to be a question in English. I said YES hoping this is a proper answer whatever the question was. It seemed to be a proper answer because though I didn’t ask back she said to me that she was a `middle school` student and at the end of her sentence she nodded like saying: yes, these are the words I was looking for.


I nodded also showing that I understood and I asked if she had found the place on the map. But I realized it was too difficult she didn’t understand it at all as she was standing there trying to repeat my words catching their meaning deep in her thoughts.


I stopped to take photos and I turned to her with a smile again making it more simple:

-`Tian` anmen Square?`


She nodded like 1000 times being happy that finally she understood something from my strange speech. And this success give her more energy so she informed me that it was summer holiday and now she had a little free time. Her mom sent her to Beijing for an excursion. While I took some more pictures I tried to say that there was a holiday in my school also and my mom allowed to me to come to Beijing to look around, too.:) But the light became green at the cross and she was running to the other side waving bye-bye with her hands to me.


I didn’t cross the road yet rather I turned to the right taking some more shots and when I faced the red light again I saw her running back to me with her little green backpack..


-`I decided to go with you…because I am only 17 and I still don’t have the……` - she didn’t find the right English word but she was drawing something like an ID card in the air.


-`Ohh you mean ID card. Ok not a problem though I don’t go directly to the Tian` anmen Square I wanna find a street before which is full with stores. So, Lets go together for a while!`


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I guess she understood `lets go` only but it was enough and we crossed the road finally. We were just walking but at times when she recognized something interesting she started to run there shacking her green backpack to the rhythm of her fast move.


-`My mom and my dad said I am old enough to try to come to an excursion alone. This time is summer holiday for students so everybody is traveling`.


-`Yes, I could recognize it at the railway station` - and I recalled the incredible mass I faced with just 30 mins ago at the Beijing Railway Station where I wanted to buy tickets to Shanghai without any hope.


-`Yes, yes. I came with TIELU. My mom and my dad are teachers and during the school-time I have to learn so so much. But now I have some time.`


-`You mean you came with train?`


-`Yes, yes with TIELU`.


She just kept talking. When we walked along a sport center where people were playing football, and basketball she mentioned how it was in her city. I tried to understand and especially to remember the name of the city but I couldn’t.


Arriving to the Wangfujing Dajie she asked again an old man with bicycle about the direction toward the famous square. She explained to me, that it was much better to ask older people because they were more nice. I said to her that I was going to stay in this street for a while because I wanted to buy a book. She reacted immediately:


-`I go with you`.


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And she kept talking and asking again.


-`Which places are you going to visit in China?`


-`From Beijing I try to get to Shanghai and then I plan to spend some time in Qingdao.`


-`Ohh Shanghai…and Qingdao. Qingdao is very nice place. There are a lot of German houses and the sky is blue not like here in Beijing.`


We both looked up and really the sky was like yellow. I don’t know….maybe because of the humidity but it was the same in Kuala Lumpur or in Jakarta. Very hot weather but when you look up there is no blue sky with innocent white sheep-clouds like in Hungary.


-`Have you ever been to Qingdao or to Shanghai?`


-`No, I am first time even in Beijing, too. But my mom and my dad are teachers and I have read everything in books. When I will be bigger I would like to go all over the world.`


-`This is my first time in Beijing, too. When I was 17 I wasn’t able to go to Budapest all alone from my city. So seeing what a brave girl you are I am sure you will explore the whole world one day.`


-`What kind of book do you want to buy?`


-`You know I am searching for an English book about Chinese calligraphy.`


-`Calligraphy?`


-`Yes, the beautiful way they `paint` the characters`.


-Ohh, I know, I know. My grandfather can do it very beautifully. And my sister does it beautifully, too.`


At the bookstore she ran away again. She was just shouting back that she was searching for my book while I was exploring the shelves with Chinese language course books.


We didn’t find anything about calligraphy. I said it was not a problem maybe in Shanghai I will find it. But she opened her green backpack and took a small Chinese book.


-`I wanna give this to you. Its not about calligraphy but has nice essays inside.`

And she pointed to the only English word on the cover: `Essay No. 317`.


-`And this signature is my name on it. Chao.`


After I said thanks we continued our walk toward the Tian` anmen Square together.


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-`My mom and my dad gave me 200 yuans for food and for costs in Beijing. Lets buy something.`


And she started to run to one of the buffets choosing a stick having grapes on it which had covered with some caramel. I got scared a bit as I never buy any food on the street in a country where you are sweating after 5 seconds on the street.


-`No, thanks. I cant eat this stuff in this hot.`


-`Ohh…I understand…….`


And without finishing her sentence she ran away again to an other place asking for mineral water. When I arrived there I pushed her hand with her 100 yuans gentle away.


-`Keep your 200 yuans. Your mom will be happy that you didn’t spend too much and she will let you to go to more excursions like this in the future.`


I paid the 6 yuans for the waters and we explored the forbidden city together. Around 6 pm I guided her to a bus stop and after we said good bye to each other I felt like maybe Saint-Exupery`s pilot might felt when in the desert he met the Little Prince.


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October 15, 2009 No comments
I have been to Beijing for three days and I havent tried Beijing Duck yet. Lidia doesnt like Chinese food so we been to Greek, Arabic, Russian places and to a not too Chinese restaruant called Buffallo untill now:) One morning I even went to Starbucks and in its door I said to myself: ok, take it as a gentle first step toward the Beijing Duck. The way to Beijing Duck leads throught the Starbucks.:)

Maybe I would have to write first about Forbidden City, Bei Hai park, Hu Tong and about Summer Palace but the most impressing to me (until now) was the former(?).....ok lets say recent.....industrial area, an old factory where are several art galleries mostly for contemporary art.

When the taxi arrived there I thought the driver again misunderstood the address because we found ourself in the middle of an industrial area. But it was the paradise of modern Chinese art.

I had an opportunity to take photos there but it was hard to discover and to document the name of the artists. So here I just refer to them showing the logo of their galleries giving such way a little publicity of them and encouraging you to visit that place (its name `798space`) in Beijing if you visit there one day:)

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I wouldn`t say that I am too much into contemporary art. But this place gave me a special impression with its half factory half exhibition center look.

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In many aspects I tried to compare the recent China to Hungary in the late 80`s when I could experienced how is the characteristic of a communist country. But I have to admit that China is totally different. One little aspect. They touch more bravely their symbols here then I experienced 17 years ago at home.

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Here was forbidden to take photos. But I took one:) And believe me these sculpture very extremelly impressing.

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And some photos, paintings

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October 13, 2009 No comments

Its a sort of culturshock.:) In a good sense.

Everything is soooo Chinese here. I have just short impressions now. And I try to get used to the fact how is the feeling being lost.

If you dont find something the narrows can inform you:) :

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But not a problem. If you cant walk just rely on busses:) Very easy to get informed.

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October 12, 2009 No comments
The southern part of England is a special area of the UK. More sunshine, but original british landscape with a lot of protected settles like Lewes.


The settlement has a long history as a bridging point and as a market town, and is today an important communications hub, and tourist-orientated town.

Lewes

History of Lewes:

The site that is now Lewes has a very ancient history. Archaeological evidence points to prehistoric dwellers and it is also thought that the Roman settlement of Mutuantonis was here, large quantities of artefacts having been discovered in the area. The Saxons built a castle here, having first constructed its motte as a defensive point over the river; they also gave the town its name.

After the Norman invasion Lewes was given by William the Conqueror to William de Warenne, 1st Earl of Surrey. He built Lewes Castle on the Saxon site; and he and his wife, Gundred also founded a Cluniac priory here in about 1081. Lewes was the also site of a mint during the Late Anglo-Saxon period and thereafter a mint during the early years after the Norman invasion. In 1148 the town was granted a charter by King Stephen. The town also became a major port with docks along the Ouse.

The town was the site of the Battle of Lewes between the forces of Henry III and Simon de Monfort in the Second Barons’ War in 1264, at the end of which de Monfort's forces were victorious. The battle took place in fields now just west of Landport.

At the time of the Marian Persecutions of 1555–1557 Lewes was to witness the deaths of seventeen Protestant martyrs who were burnt at the stake in front of the Star Inn, now the Town Hall.

Through the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries Lewes developed as the county town of East Sussex expanding beyond the line of the town wall and serving as a port and developing iron, brewing and ship building industries.

In 1846 the town became a railway junction with lines constructed from the north, south, and east to two railways stations. The development of Newhaven ended Lewes' period as a major port.[citation needed] Lewes became a borough in 1881.

In 1940 The Battle of Britain was fought in the skies over the town which suffered damage by enemy action. (source: wikipedia)


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My experience there:

I have spent only a short afternoon in Lewes but I got caught by it's atmosphere. If you doesn't do anything else but walking on the streets of this small peaceful town, its already impressing enough. Lot of medieval buildings, that reminds me of the age of VIIIth Henry. I really loved it.

Lewes Bonfire:

The town's most important annual event is Lewes Bonfire, or Bonfire Night - Guy Fawkes Night celebrations on the 5th of November. In Lewes this event not only marks the date of the uncovering of the Gunpowder Plot in 1605, but also commemorates the memory of the seventeen Protestant martyrs. The celebrations are the largest and most famous Bonfire Night celebrations in the country.

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History of Bonfire
Bonfire festivities on the 5th began when the discovery of the Gunpowder Plot was declared a national holiday. Celebrations in Lewes were not planned or carried out annually, but were more random events that were more like riots. They continued until they were banned by Oliver Cromwell during the Commonwealth. However, they were reintroduced when King Charles II returned, but still on a random basis. Interest waned by the end of the 18th century but in the 1820s large groups of Bonfire Boys started celebrating with fireworks and large bonfires. The celebrations became more and more rowdy until in 1847 police forces were drafted in from London to sort out the Bonfire Boys. There were riots and fighting, and restrictions were clamped down on the celebrators, their locations moved to Wallands Park, at that time fields, not the suburb it is today. However, in 1850 they were allowed back to the High Streets. By this time the former riots had become much more like the processions carried out today. In 1853 the first two societies, Cliffe and Lewes Borough were founded and most of the others were founded later in the same century.
October 10, 2009 No comments
One of the attractions of Singapore is the Night Safari. This is the world's first wildlife park that you can visit at night. I was very curious of it and I expected something very natural.

Night Safari - Singapore

The place is located to the northern part of Singapore, out of the city in the jungle. Hot, wet place with a lot of greens and small lakes serving as reservoirs.

Night Safari - Singapore

They use subtle lighting technique to make sure the guests will be able to see something. You can find 1,000 noctural animals of 100 species in a very green, animal friendly environment.

Night Safari - Singapore

It was really fun and I like the idea, but to be honest I expected something more natural and less touristic. Just like everything in Singapore the park is very carefully set up on more then 40 hectares. Everything is clean, the service is excellent, the whole park is a real tropical jungle but to me still artificial.

Visitors are guided and transported on a slow motion train each having like 100 passangers. The guides are talking into speaker so finally you find a noisy mass in the jungle on properly built roads. I was wonder how the animals can be so calm in the middle of that industry.

Night Safari - Singapore

The place is designed for children, to me the artificial tone of the guides was pretty annoying but I understand that not I am the main target group there:)

Night Safari - Singapore

Yes its not a real safari where guests visit the animals (even taking a certain risk) in their environment. This Night Safari is still a zoo but among them one of the best designed and animal friendly. No cages they rather block the way in a natural way but if you listen carefully the territory of the animals are still quite limited.

Anyway for one visit it is worth to go there. Do not expect to take photos unless you have an infra red set.

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October 09, 2009 No comments
Years ago I met an English man called Jim Read. He is an ex-user of the mental health system who works as an "expert" in this field recently. A really very friendly and nice guy. In one of his articles, he mentioned that he had been visited several hospitals and institutions. Among them, his favourite was a small, hidden place in Romania, in the mountains where he was just watching a football match together with the patients and with the son of the psychiatrist without being bothered by the nurses. Without someone switching off the TV in a certain moment.
He said that spite of the fact he didnt speak Romanian, he felt himself much better there then in any acute wards in the rich UK.

Travelling to a lot of places and seeing several facilities in this field, I always try to find out what is the clue of the atmosphere of a place. How come, a hidden yet most likely very poorly equipped mental health hospital is friendlier than a supermodern, professional "abteilung" in South-Germany. When there are 40-50 people closed together...lets say, like 10 staff and 40 patients. What makes most of these places being a hell, looking like a hell,.................. or looking like a golden cage and being in a hell?

Mental Health Hospital Bishkek - Kyrgyzstan

When I asked my questions in Kyrgyzstan about the local psychiatry, the first answers were almost all about the money. Lack of sources.

But in fact I dont think its about money. I am not totally sure, but I think recently that its more about us. The way we are with each other. Maybe this field...the "mental health" (ohh what a hypocrite combination!) made me feel such a residence any time I hear the word professional. Because when they say professionals I usually rather see prison guards, or which is worse, abusers in the name of "something" (law, code, society, your wellness, right, God ...catch yours). And in a way a jail is a more honest place...because there is not a cover story saying: we are about to help people.

Mental Health Hospital Bishkek - Kyrgyzstan

I had some meetings in Kyrgyzstan with people who are considered as patients in the mental health system...

I met Oleg in Bishkek. He was laying in his dirty bed as a Roman Emperor in that position of half sitting and half laying. He was yelling to his grandfather giving orders to him, requesting medication or mineral water. The medication for his headache was not good enough in one piece, so after a next short order to the old, unshaven man, he turned back to grind it.

Oleg didnt pay too much attention to me at first. Misha the psychiatrist introduced me, hearing my name he pulled up his eyebrows. The Zsolt sounded weird to him so we made a compromise to call me Zhora. I felt there like Marco Polo might feel himself at the court of the great khan. I nodded sacrificing my name for the good relationship. Tanya the other psychiatrist got worse. Oleg found her not attractive enough in her new eyesglasses. He said:

- You have lost a lot of weight, its good, you are more feminine like this, but it would be better without the glasses!

Tanya couldnt decide suddenly if she wanna be a woman or a psychiatrist in that moment, then later she took off the glasses.

And Oleg was still sitting there as an emperor. His room was full of plastic tanks and military airplanes. I asked if he made them. He puffed away the cigarette smoke and answered only after a while:

- I dont know..they just got here.

And continued smoking. Asked me back if I have ever been a soldier. I said yes, I was a border guard. At this point he sat up and asked every details about it. Where, when, which division and after listening carefully to my answer, he made a conclusion:

- Its been a special force, man! You should fight with my friend, he is a tall guy, too. I am short, I even dont have the courage to go out, because of the headache.

Oleg wanted to quit smoking, so he put small black pills into his mouth (15-20 at once) keeping them under his tongue and during our conversation, he spitted them one by one into an empty plastic bottle of Coke-Light.

Crossing the whole city, we visited Seryozha and his family. His mother opened the gate, starting to tell the recent stories immediately in Russian, trying to deliver the confidential parts before we reached the kitchen where Seryozha was sitting. He had old fashioned training trousers and a nicely ironed shirt. He was reading a book. I sat diagonally in front of him and after a short introduction, I asked:

- Chto ti chitaesh? (what are you reading?)

Seryozha is the guy who never look into your eyes. Maybe looking towards you...this is the most you can get from him. But even in these moments, you have the feeling that he is not looking at you but focusing right beside your eyes. He was quiet, talking with short words and when he was standing, he made strange monotone movements like a slow indian rain-dance. We couldnt talk for long because his mother started her report again. Once she started to talk, her son pretended to read, murmuring something and started to swing in his chair. Right until his mom stopped. When she finished, he also finished murmuring...when she starts, he starts again.

I couldnt bear more to listen to her mom. Ignoring her speach, I turned to Seryozha. We checked his room where he kept a painting of a white horse in front of the beautiful Kyrgyz mountains. A horse with beautiful large eyes...like a woman.


We played puzzle. Its a cartoon figure. Seryozha is 23 but he considered himself 15. He is "dancing" and murmuring more but when we leave, he is coming with us until the gate. It was hard to leave.

Kolja is a decent young gentleman living in a Kyrgyz blockhouse. When we arrive, he introduce himself in English appologizing for the "post-soviet" circumstances in the apartment. He is collecting old cheap tabloids. While he is sorting them, he keeps talking about her girlfriend Jennifer Lopez and he mention that he would like to leave this country a lot. I asked if he wouldnt miss these beautiful Kyrgyz ladies all around? He said just for the Kyrgyz girls he would stay but he has to leave because KGB want to kill him.

His older sister is sitting right next to him making faces. It seems, she is fed up with Kolja and with all of his nonsense. Kolja is not stupid, realizes this and they have a short quarel. I dont understand in Russian but its something like: "Why cant I say what I want?" Their father is sitting on the bed with tired, motionless face. Without any words. Liliya his doctor is checking his eyes because he has some problems with it. Meanwhile Kolja is giving us some magazines. Looking at them, I saw that some articles are signed with pen, he made short notes. We were sitting there in Kyrgyzstan, in a blockhouse looking into the colourful magical world of the magazines. He talked about an article with some pictures of Machu Pichu and I felt like he is rather there. In another reality, Jennifer Lopez is his girlfriend.

October 06, 2009 1 comments
While I was in Bishkek some people asked me about my impressions of the city. But before I could answer they made a remark: "but dont say its nice and any bla-bla, because I won't believe".

And of course they are right. The capital, Bishkek looks like those industrial towns in Hungary in the '80s. (Ózd, Tatabánya, Komló etc.) On the first evening around 9pm I tried to go out for a walk, to look around, but very soon I turned back because actually there was nothing to see, very few people on the streets and the city lights....well, lets say not too bright!

The "lights" of Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan


But on the other hand they were not right. A city, a place, a community cant be considered by its wealthiness only. Indonesia with its wonderful culture was the most impressing place to me, and the most disappointing was Germany with its cold people even if they are very rich. First of all in Kyrgyzstan the beautiness of the people was very impressive to me. They have special eyes, and older people (especially those from the countryside) are wearing that traditional hat called KALPAG.



KYRGYZSTAN, originally uploaded by BoazImages.


What is very interesting in Kyrgyzstan is their relationship to Russia. This is the first ex-soviet country I visited, which consider (consider again) Russians as "friendly brothers who helped us a lot". Actually in Bishkek everyone speaks/write rather Russian, I hardly could hear Kyrgyz language there.

My trip was a business trip, I spent all my time in Bishkek which is a pity. Beause Kyrgyzstan is a country which is worth to visit for its countryside! Around Bishkek there are wonderful mountains, and I had at least a few hours to visit those mountains when it was snowing:)

Jurta - Kyrgyzstan

But those mountains are not the most amazing ones in the country. Their landscapes are breathtaking and their lifestyle in the countryside is really very interesting. I just hope they will find their way to develop not in the well known environment destroying industrial way, but it might be a modern green paradise one day!



October 04, 2009 No comments
Landing at the airport of Bishkek the first thing I saw from the window of the plane were docens of US military airplanes. So my first thought was: Gosh..they are present everywhere! At the airport then the first men saw were soldiers in those typical Russian Military caps. Something like this:


(photo: alice_abroad)

Arriving to a place all alone where you have never been before is a unique experience. I arrived at 2am to Kyrgyzstan, a guy holding a piece of paper with my name (written with Russian letters) was waiting for me. He didnt speak English at all, so just smiled, picked up one of my luggages and we went to his car. He was driving on the empty dark roads of Bishkek for like 40 mins and I felt like being in the movie: Lost in Translation.



Strange but even arriving to the hotel doesnt help. Hyatt Renegade Bishkek. But if I do not read the name of the city, this place could be anywhere. The same hotel, the same rooms, the same sterile environment with uniformized smiles and with mineral water for 5 USD in the bar.

Hyatt Regency - Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan

October 02, 2009 No comments
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TravelZIN, curated by the passionate traveler Zannnie, stands as a beacon for wanderlust souls searching for their next adventure. This platform is not just a blog; it's a gateway to inspiring destinations, offering readers a glimpse into the beauty and diversity of the world through Zannnie's explorations. With a focus on uncovering the essence of each place, TravelZIN brings to its audience: A Wealth of Inspiration: From the cobblestone streets of ancient cities to the serene landscapes of hidden natural wonders, TravelZIN paints a vivid picture of countless destinations, igniting the wanderlust in every reader. Invaluable Travel Tips and Insights: Zannnie's journeys come with a side of practical advice, covering essential travel tips from budget management to cultural etiquette. These nuggets of wisdom are designed to equip travelers with the knowledge to navigate the globe smoothly. Trustworthy Reviews and Personal Recommendations: Every post on TravelZIN is a testament to Zannnie's honest experiences, offering unbiased reviews and personal recommendations that readers can rely on for planning their travels, ensuring memorable dining, accommodation, and activity choices. Cultural Exploration and Learning: Beyond the surface, TravelZIN delves into the heart of destinations, offering readers cultural insights and educational content that paints a comprehensive picture of local life, history, and traditions, enhancing the depth of travel experiences. A Vibrant Community of Travel Enthusiasts: TravelZIN is not just Zannnie's journey; it's a collective adventure. The blog fosters a community where readers can connect, share stories, and offer advice, making it a hub for travel enthusiasts to come together and share their passion for discovery. TravelZIN is more than a travel blog; it's a source of inspiration, a guide for the curious, and a community for those who seek to explore the vast, beautiful world around us. Join Zannnie and the TravelZIN community on a journey to discover new destinations, embrace diverse cultures, and create unforgettable memories.

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