
A few more notes from here:
people are really nice when we are on our motorbikes. While walking around here in Astrahan not looking like Kosmonauts, i.e. without all the gear and the motorbike clothes, we had a really hard time yesterday trying to find internet. We actually didn't. No one wanted to help us. Not even wanted to talk to us.
The militia has been nice most of the time and so far we haven't been asked for more money. Once we had to show all documents again and wait around, but most of the time they are interested in what we are doing and let us go after a little chat or even help us to find a nice spot for camping or the right road. Two days ago a taxi driver drove for about 20kms ahead of us, leading us through a beautiful countryside back to the main road - free of charge.
So far we haven't had any problems with petrol, there is a basically a petrol station in every little village, and the motorbikes are doing well. I'll try to change the oil on my bike today, and I think we should give them a wash too and a good check up. I don't want to get stuck somewhere in the middle of nowhere in Kazahkstan. Tomorrow we want to leave Russia and I think from now on things will start to get a little more exotic and different... and the roads will be worse...
So far food is no problem either. There are little shops in every village with essential foods and we often eat some soup or dumplings at the side of the road. Lately we have seen a lot of dried fish... but I don't want to have anything to do with it!
I am trying to get used to the fact that women are not being shaken hands here. Most people take notice of me and at least nod towards me, but some just outright ignore the person at the side THE MAN. I think this will not get better for the next few weeks :) good training for my patience. Harrrrrrrrrr.
With those absolutely crazy drivers!!!!!!! here I have already seen more car crashes on this trip than in the rest of my life. Today our taxi driver almost killed us. But that was not our first accident here. The day after the banja burnt we were staying with this really nice family in Rostov. So these nice people borrowed a car to show us the city... and yes, it happened. We caused a car crash. So first the house burns, next a car crash. We are seriously considering not staying with nice people any more.
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