We made it into Russia! I am sitting outside a hotel (that isn’t ours) using their Wi-Fi…so I will keep this brief. More to follow soon of our Russian adventure, the rescuing of bats, and ‘The Prisoner of Astrakhan’…
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Keep your fingers crossed! Today we are heading to Russia. I vacillate (..don’t you think the word ‘vacillate’ sounds a little Russian, like a combination of Vladikavkaz (where we are going) and Vladivostok (where we are not going) …anyway, I vacillate between thinking crossing the border will be a formality, an easy trip, bored border guards
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Inset Day Tomorrow So, my body knows I should be gearing up for the start of term, and I did a solid eight hours of it last night, while I slept! Even when I woke up for a wee I still went back to work. The level of detail was classic, I spent most of
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Tbilisi Georgia is not how I thought it would be. I had visions of Tbilisi being a quaint market garden town/small city (perhaps a little like Wells) with cobbled streets and a picturesque river running through it. I was hoping to go on little trips to the mountains to see beautiful scenery and maybe hear
Profanities and Prayers I am struggling to find the words to describe yesterday… I used up all my best ones on the day before…so Mrs Speechless of Somerset is going to have to dig deep! Let’s start with the good news…the one excellent thing that came out of our need to find another hotel yesterday, was
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We’ll be coming down the mountain Morning, we are on that bus to Hopa, near the border of Georgia, we’ve met our first English person, who looks a bit like Frodo Baggins, and we are hurtling along through some of the most beautiful scenery I’ve ever seen. I don’t expect to survive this trip so
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‘Soften, and use little water.’ Before we left Konya we went to Rumi’s shrine…I wondered if it would be a meaningful experience, looking at a dead poets grave (one of the sacred sites of the world because he was after all a great Sufi poet and his Turkish name, Mevlana, means Master, but nevertheless a
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Çatalhöyük and the Whirling… There is so much to say about yesterday. I know that things I’m part of sink in quicker and a little deeper than experiences I have where I am mainly an observer, but my dream last night shows me that one of the two extraordinary experiences we had has reached a
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On the way to Konya…eventually Today I learned that in Turkey you always need a paper ticket when trying to get on a train… I had booked the tickets on the inter rail app…that’s what you do…that’s the joy of inter rail tickets – you can just turn up and get on the train! We arrived
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Laundry Day I like Turkey, who wouldn’t like a country where cats rule the capital and the workers are humming their own tunes…? I’m sitting in the laundromat waiting for our washing to finish, grateful that we found one so close to the hotel…Theo’s gone off to buy banana’s and Rosa is back