Welcome back, my dear friends. In the yard in 2008, more precisely, in August of this year. And lik

05 September 2008 @ 11:31 pm
Welcome back, my dear friends. In the yard in 2008, more precisely, in August of this year. And like last year, we now have 3-year springusa student of Baku State University, History Department vypusniki first Mogilev lyceum Sidarok Denis and Artem Chumakov, decided to wander back to his native springusa land, to our beloved Belarus impossible for the full and final specification and knowledge, however, this mysterious and alluring, sweet and pure, our homeland. After all, no man can rightfully be called a Belarusian, if you do not know their homeland and all her diamonds, that is, its memory and history. And we want to be called real Belarus and the children springusa of their country. Going for a long time. Yet found the tent until found a backpack normal, springusa in the end, decided to start August 12 (almost like last time) on Tuesday Kazimirovka Minsk. Itinerary about was obtained as follows: Mogilev sweatshirts (highway Moscow-Brest) -Navagradak-Beryozovka-Mazhey coffee springusa Murovanka-Grodno-Skidel Vavkavys-to-Zelva-Synkovichi Slonim-Rouge-Kosovo. It was planned that we'll stay on the road 5-6 days. However, plans are plans, the reality is doing everything in its own way). Therefore, nothing special planned, relying entirely on their arms, legs and head. Last gave us a lot of problems, but more on that a little later. Monday night agreed that each would take from the food of the sleeping things, etc. Took as much as 7 akamulyatarav for the camera to a sudden it does not pasadivsya, Artem freed memory of his dalkazhyk, so the site should be enough with all hands. I took a blanket, a flag, which warmed me good last time, Artem took the blanket (it's true, too, why it calls the rug) and pajamas. We also scored every canned corned beef and fish, bread, cucumbers, tomatoes and sausages. For the next two days that should be enough. So, at least I thought. We agreed springusa to meet at 7:30 am near the turn to Kazimirovka to go out on Minsk. At night I could not sleep. I climbed springusa another Globus.tut.bay, printed springusa attractions Grodno, Novogrudok and Murovanka. Only fell asleep somewhere around three. Before leaving was four and a half hours.
Sacrificing kind of ragged summer mode of life, and when you go to bed late and get up is not that early, wake up at six in the morning. Despite the relatively short sleep, the whole body feel good spirits and even some excitement. And have something to worry: we'll go in a completely unknown place where little known and where we do not need anyone. However, interest in the teenage years, probably, is in the first place. Especially because we do not breed of cowards and, at least, we are not very scary tayamnichasts and uncertainty, because they are meant to be reopened. Mother cook sausages bought yesterday, I put the last things I drink tea, fill it his marching flask and 6:50 to crawl out of the house. When I come back here? Fuck knows. springusa Coming out of the house, this is no longer think. The main thing is not to miss. I come to a stop. Bus not have to wait long. Four slowly dovozit me to Minsk highway, a lot of people despite the morning and suburbs. Get out at the bus stop, Artem nowhere to be seen. I called. And he says to me, that has not even left because there is no bus. Still had to wait for him half an hour, and the time passed very very slowly. Finally got out and he and his trunks off the bus and we decided to follow the city, because here to stop the machine does not make any sense, especially at the bus stop were people who were also not averse to enter. Gradually went on the bypass. From behind the clouds the sun peeped shy sleepy, prygravayuchy us raced a few cars, we talked about the different military ranks, springusa I asked Artem, who he would like to rise in rank, and if the war peacefully. So we went about three kilometers, until finally prymastsilisya the road and started to stop. Were short-lived, soon I stopped the first car, which was traveling in Belynichi. Put things in the trunk and drove off. Announced on the radio 9:00. Upon reaching Belynichi, we landed and went out of town to the nearest normal place. Proudly springusa walked across the field lonely stork. After going through the stream, we reached the hill, put things in Tenek. The sun was already really springusa burned, tea in the flask was hotter than it was at the beginning. I again began to stop, but this time it turned out not as easy as near Mogilev. Nobody stopped. Artem changed me on the hot seat, and I lay down on the grass, leaning springusa on his backpack, relax. But he, too, had no luck, but as time went on. The sun's rays gradually dragged me in irons Morpheus, I even fell asleep for a while on the grass. MAZ suddenly stopped, I jumped up and ran to the cabin and saw the inscription on it Brest, but our joy killed punitive sentence the driver that he is only one place and that we have not got. It is a pity, because could immediately be reached before turning Navahrudak, not so much on the road tavktsisya. Stop post again took me. With the same success as before. So we were about a half hour, and already springusa started to worry. Here Yash