Dedicated to my mom
I have always had the desire to get to know the world and one day make a real trip. But it could have remained gathering dust on the shelf of cherished, unrealizable dreams, if one sultry day, while taking a break from the crazy race of working everyday life on the snow-white sand of a peaceful beach, a thought, frightening in its naivety, had not visited me:
“But you can go travelling. Just not for 2 weeks, as now, overpaying to a travel agency and not seeing the country, but on your own - for six months, for example.”
That's how it all started. An absurd idea took over my life. An irreversible Asian attraction emerged.
I had no experience of independent travel, nor did I have rich parents or sponsors. I dare say that I wasn’t anything special at all. She worked, studied, had fun, fell in love, broke up, once a year she went on vacation for two weeks, having previously collected money for it for six months. Although no, there was still one peculiarity - I lived in Kamchatka. Very far.
Close communication with the Internet revealed two facts. Firstly, I am not original in my dreams, and secondly, everything was invented a long time ago and it’s great. It turned out that there was nothing supernatural in my desire. The concept of “backpacker” is widespread all over the world, that is, a free traveler with a backpack on his back. Moreover, in many countries an entire infrastructure has been developed for comfortable and budget tourism without intermediaries. “But in Asia this is very good because of low prices,” as if the Internet was specifically clarifying, strengthening the force of attraction.
In our country, the term “backpacking” and its attributes have not yet been adopted. It seems that there are already hostels in the center of Moscow, and all the shelves are lined with guidebooks, and there is a lot of information on the topic of independent travel, but there is no mass awareness. I lived in a vacuum, which I was able to understand only when I entered the world of independent travelers. Would I have gone to multi-star Turkey or mass China on my first vacation if I had known that I could go on my own, cheaper and more “youthful”? It’s just that no one has ever driven like this, no one said it was possible.
In September 2007, I wrote a statement of my own free will, took a student at the institute, said goodbye to my friends, got a new haircut, changed my heels for trekking sandals, and my handbag for a backpack, and set off on the road - towards the equator. In the company of myself.
I had a six-month route in mind: China - Laos - Thailand - Cambodia - Malaysia - Singapore - Indonesia. I didn’t make any strict plans or make any promises, so I didn’t know where it would lead me.
06.09.2007
Despite the promised rain and wind “up to 15 meters per second,” as the evil radio broadcast the day before, clear skies, the rising sun and my native Kamchatka volcanoes saw me off. “Friends, I will definitely return to once again climb one of your peaks and think about life, surrounded by the smell of sulfur and the smoking fumaroles of a huge crater.”
The flight went well. The plane landed, and a whole delegation of people in uniform was waiting below. One of them immediately climbed on board with the question: “Have you brought the generals?”
The flight attendant smiled, and a row of satisfied men began to emerge from the first cabin. They would have immediately said that the generals are with us... I would at least walk around the cabin and not listen to the creaking of the trim. The generals were greeted by black cars at the ramps, and the whole of Khabarovsk greeted me.
Go to nowhere or towards a dream
The decision has been made, things have been collected - the time has come to tell colleagues and friends:
I'm leaving to go on a trip.
I persisted in going to the office for four years and saw results. Everything was built step by step: agent-manager-head of department. Some considered my career to be just a lucky coincidence, others - the result of my efforts. But absolutely no one expected that I could leave. To leave is not to join competitors, to leave is not to go on maternity leave, but to leave is to go nowhere. This is the verdict my friends made on an act that was incomprehensible to them.
Reactions to my departure were different. I was ready to talk about the route, about the countries I want to see, about the equipment and attractions. But this turned out to be less interesting than horror stories about distant distances and the uncertain future of young girls with strange views on life.
What then?
This question was asked by literally everyone. Everyone considered it their duty to clarify how one could quit a good job for the sake of an incomprehensible event lasting six months. The answer about my cherished dream did not satisfy me, and I had no other options. I had to pretend that I didn’t understand the depth of the question and the meaning of “later,” and answer with the standard formulation: “Everything will be fine.” Although, in principle, I really didn’t understand all these “Then”, because I asked myself a counter question:
“And if I stay in one place and don’t achieve my dream, what then?” There was no answer either. Apparently, the question about “later” will always be rhetorical.
The following questions could be recorded for history. Even divided into two sections: banal and original. Actually, they were banal - they were heard regularly, from almost every acquaintance, sometimes twice.
Are you leaving us?
In the hit parade of questions, this is number one from colleagues. Some word - “throwing away.” My mother did not puzzle me with such formulations, but some colleagues filled in the gap. Smart psychology books would call this “a manipulative issue that causes a feeling of guilt, but it must certainly be eradicated.” It’s good that I haven’t read such literature for a long time, and because of ignorance I have neither a feeling of guilt nor the need to fight it.
How does your mother let you go?
My mother trusts and supports me. It happens.
You'll get tired of Asia in six months, won't you?
Russia hasn’t become boring in 23 and a half years.
The original comments were irresistible. I would never have believed that such a thing could be asked in all seriousness, and most importantly, that one could think so, if I had not heard it personally.
You must be a patriot of your country!
How can your mother let you go, you’re the only one with her?!
Southeast Asia is a very dangerous region: Vietnam, Afghanistan, Australia...
Because of this trip, you won't buy yourself a car?
It would be better if you said that you are getting married!
What will you look for there?
It turned out that you had to be a patriot. Marry a neighbor and have many children, so that you don’t feel sorry for one if he suddenly wants to travel. Buy a car and drive comfortably around your usual circle. It's safe in the yard. But when traveling, what should you really look for? Probably a treasure. But we, adults, already know that they do not exist. Therefore, everyone should marry their neighbor.
I refrained from any controversy. I didn’t want to respond to other people’s fears, which were absolutely unsubstantiated.
Moral support and the phrase: “You did great!” there were too. More often - from completely unexpected lips. Your close circle has the right to be very worried about your fate, but people you don’t know well have the right
Dedicated to my mom
Successful office ascension from chair to chair: from sales agent to department head - did not in any way foreshadow that I would ever get off the “needle” and decide on an adventure. But such a moment has come. The bewilderment and fears of friends and acquaintances (“how can this be?”, “good job”, “what then?”) could no longer stop me - I set off on a big journey towards my dream: six months with a backpack in five countries in twenty three years old.
This was in 2007.
Then I sincerely thought that I was going on a trip to Asia - to explore the world, get to know countries, open new horizons in the literal sense, but it turned out that my intentions would also take on a metaphorical meaning - today, seven years later, I can say with confidence that it was not just a trip to exotic corners of the Earth, but an expedition through the unknown facets of my own nature: the first “foray” into myself, which served as a complete restructuring of my worldview and the foundation for many transformations in life.
When packing my backpack, I did not plan to write a book; in any case, I did not leave such declarations either to my friends or to myself, as many novice travelers like to abuse. I didn't even keep records on the road. There were only letters to my mother, which preserved all the colors of the world spread out before me.
But upon my return, an unexpected fact awaited me: my friends listened to the details of my adventures, albeit with delight, but with absolutely no applied interest. It was as if they were watching the program “Around the World,” only with my participation. No one needed such a life story for personal embodiment.
Many of my “deep conclusions” before the start turned out to be empty, I simply had to give answers, since the world allowed me to see them. There is probably a young life somewhere that also dreams of seeing the world, but it is surrounded on all sides by numerous “what if?” How to tell her that everything is real and simpler than it seems? How to reach the very heart?
The only heart I had at hand was my own. I decided to pave the way to him. Writing for myself at twenty years old.
This is how a book appeared, which I could not find before the start and in which I answered my own question from the past: “Is it possible to travel for a long time, independently and right now (and not in retirement)?”
It was important for me to raise all the key questions through the prism of personal experience: how, where, how much, and most importantly, why?
Why not get together soon, instead of endlessly waiting for “better times”?
I have always had the desire to get to know the world and one day make a real trip. But it could have been collecting dust on the shelf of cherished unrealistic dreams if one sultry day, when I was taking a break from the crazy race of workdays on the snow-white sand of a peaceful beach, the thought, frightening in its naivety, did not come to me: “But, you can go traveling. Just not for two weeks, as now, overpaying to a travel agency and not seeing the country, but on your own – for six months, for example.”
That's how it all started. An absurd idea took over my life. An irreversible Asian attraction emerged.
I had no experience of independent travel, nor did I have rich parents or sponsors. I dare say that I was nothing special at all. She worked, studied, had fun, fell in love, broke up, once a year she went on vacation for two weeks, having previously collected money for it for six months. Although no, there was still one peculiarity - I lived in Kamchatka. Very far.
Close communication with the Internet revealed two facts. Firstly, I am unoriginal in my dreams, and secondly, everything was invented a long time ago, and that’s great. It turned out that there was nothing supernatural in my desire. The concept of “backpacker” is widespread all over the world, that is, a free traveler with a backpack on his back. Moreover, in many countries an entire infrastructure has been developed for comfortable and budget tourism without intermediaries. “But in Asia this is very good because of low prices,” the Internet seemed to specifically clarify, increasing the force of attraction.
In our country, backpacking and its attributes have not yet been mastered. It seems that there are already hostels in the center of Moscow, and all the shelves are lined with guidebooks, and there is a lot of information on the topic of independent travel, but there is no mass awareness. I lived in a vacuum, which I was able to understand only when I entered the world of independent travelers. Would I have gone to multi-star Turkey or mass China on my first vacation if I had known that I could go on my own, cheaper and more “youthful”? It’s just that no one has ever driven like this, no one said it was possible.
In September 2007, I wrote a statement of my own free will, took a student at the institute, said goodbye to my friends, got a new haircut, changed my heels for trekking sandals, and my handbag for a backpack, and set off on the road - towards the equator. In the company of myself.
I had a six-month route in mind: China – Laos – Thailand – Cambodia – Malaysia – Singapore – Indonesia. I didn’t make any hard plans or make any promises, so I didn’t know where it would lead me.
Letter 1
06.09.2007
Despite the promised rain and wind “up to fifteen meters per second,” as the evil radio broadcast the day before, clear skies, the rising sun and my native Kamchatka volcanoes saw me off. “Friends, I will definitely return to once again climb one of your peaks and think about life surrounded by the smell of sulfur and the smoking fumaroles of a huge crater.”
The flight went well. The plane landed, and a whole delegation of people in uniform was waiting below. One of them immediately came on board with the question:
-Have you brought the generals?
The flight attendant smiled, and a group of satisfied men emerged from the first cabin. They would have immediately said that the generals are with us... I would at least walk around the cabin and not listen to the creaking of the trim. The generals were greeted by black cars at the ramps, and the whole of Khabarovsk greeted me.
She was born in Kamchatka, where, having matured, she built a career as a manager in the advertising department of a local newspaper until she was 23 years old. Until one day I suddenly changed my life: I wrote a statement of my own free will and went on my first independent trip - towards the equator. Towards your cherished dream.
Without such experience and a lot of money, she nevertheless traveled and walked from China to the island of Borneo. Traveling through different worlds for six months, Olesya met amazing people and found herself in incredible life stories. On the way, emotional letters were born, saturated with delight and emerging experience, and upon her return, she began to write a book that she could not find before her own start - about how a young girl without special talents can embrace, if not the whole world, then most of it and make your life extraordinary and interesting.
Dedicated to my mom
I have always had the desire to get to know the world and one day make a real trip. But it could have remained gathering dust on the shelf of cherished, unrealizable dreams, if one sultry day, while taking a break from the crazy race of working everyday life on the snow-white sand of a peaceful beach, a thought, frightening in its naivety, had not visited me:
“But you can go travelling. Just not for 2 weeks, as now, overpaying to a travel agency and not seeing the country, but on your own - for six months, for example.”
That's how it all started. An absurd idea took over my life. An irreversible Asian attraction emerged.
I had no experience of independent travel, nor did I have rich parents or sponsors. I dare say that I wasn’t anything special at all. She worked, studied, had fun, fell in love, broke up, once a year she went on vacation for two weeks, having previously collected money for it for six months. Although no, there was still one peculiarity - I lived in Kamchatka. Very far.
Close communication with the Internet revealed two facts. Firstly, I am not original in my dreams, and secondly, everything was invented a long time ago and it’s great. It turned out that there was nothing supernatural in my desire. The concept of “backpacker” is widespread all over the world, that is, a free traveler with a backpack on his back. Moreover, in many countries an entire infrastructure has been developed for comfortable and budget tourism without intermediaries. “But in Asia this is very good because of low prices,” as if the Internet was specifically clarifying, strengthening the force of attraction.
In our country, the term “backpacking” and its attributes have not yet been adopted. It seems that there are already hostels in the center of Moscow, and all the shelves are lined with guidebooks, and there is a lot of information on the topic of independent travel, but there is no mass awareness. I lived in a vacuum, which I was able to understand only when I entered the world of independent travelers. Would I have gone to multi-star Turkey or mass China on my first vacation if I had known that I could go on my own, cheaper and more “youthful”? It’s just that no one has ever driven like this, no one said it was possible.
In September 2007, I wrote a statement of my own free will, took a student at the institute, said goodbye to my friends, got a new haircut, changed my heels for trekking sandals, and my handbag for a backpack, and set off on the road - towards the equator. In the company of myself.
I had a six-month route in mind: China - Laos - Thailand - Cambodia - Malaysia - Singapore - Indonesia. I didn’t make any strict plans or make any promises, so I didn’t know where it would lead me.
Despite the promised rain and wind “up to 15 meters per second,” as the evil radio broadcast the day before, clear skies, the rising sun and my native Kamchatka volcanoes saw me off. “Friends, I will definitely return to once again climb one of your peaks and think about life, surrounded by the smell of sulfur and the smoking fumaroles of a huge crater.”
The flight went well. The plane landed, and a whole delegation of people in uniform was waiting below. One of them immediately climbed on board with the question: “Have you brought the generals?”
The flight attendant smiled, and a row of satisfied men began to emerge from the first cabin. They would have immediately said that the generals are with us... I would at least walk around the cabin and not listen to the creaking of the trim. The generals were greeted by black cars at the ramps, and the whole of Khabarovsk greeted me.
Go to nowhere, or towards a dream
The decision has been made, things have been collected - the time has come to tell colleagues and friends:
I'm leaving to go on a trip.
I persisted in going to the office for four years and saw results. Everything was built step by step: agent-manager-head of department. Some considered my career to be just a lucky coincidence, others - the result of my efforts. But absolutely no one expected that I could leave. To leave is not to join competitors, to leave is not to go on maternity leave, but to leave is to go nowhere. This is the verdict my friends made on an act that was incomprehensible to them.
Reactions to my departure were different. I was ready to talk about the route, about the countries I want to see, about the equipment and attractions. But this turned out to be less interesting than horror stories about distant distances and the uncertain future of young girls with strange views on life.
What then?
This question was asked by literally everyone. Everyone considered it their duty to clarify how one could quit a good job for the sake of an incomprehensible event lasting six months. The answer about my cherished dream did not satisfy me, and I had no other options. I had to pretend that I didn’t understand the depth of the question and the meaning of “later,” and answer with the standard formulation: “Everything will be fine.” Although, in principle, I really didn’t understand all these “Then”, because I asked myself a counter question:
“And if I stay in one place and don’t achieve my dream, what then?” There was no answer either. Apparently, the question about “later” will always be rhetorical.
The following questions could be recorded for history. Even divided into two sections: banal and original. Actually, they were banal - they were heard regularly, from almost every acquaintance, sometimes twice.
Are you leaving us?
In the hit parade of questions, this is number one from colleagues. Some word - “throwing away.” My mother did not puzzle me with such formulations, but some colleagues filled in the gap. Smart psychology books would call this “a manipulative issue that causes a feeling of guilt, but it must certainly be eradicated.” It’s good that I haven’t read such literature for a long time, and because of ignorance I have neither a feeling of guilt nor the need to fight it.
How does your mother let you go?
My mother trusts and supports me. It happens.
You'll get tired of Asia in six months, won't you?
Russia hasn’t become boring in 23 and a half years.
The original comments were irresistible. I would never have believed that such a thing could be asked in all seriousness, and most importantly, that one could think so, if I had not heard it personally.
You must be a patriot of your country!
How can your mother let you go, you’re the only one with her?!
Southeast Asia is a very dangerous region: Vietnam, Afghanistan, Australia...
Because of this trip, you won't buy yourself a car?
It would be better if you said that you are getting married!
What will you look for there?
It turned out that you had to be a patriot. Marry a neighbor and have many children, so that you don’t feel sorry for one if he suddenly wants to travel. Buy a car and drive comfortably around your usual circle. It's safe in the yard. But when traveling, what should you really look for? Probably a treasure. But we, adults, already know that they do not exist. Therefore, everyone should marry their neighbor.
Asian attraction Olesya Novikova
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Title: Asian Attraction
Author: Olesya Novikova
Year: 2016
Genre: Foreign reference literature, Foreign adventures, Travel books, Guidebooks
About the book “Asian Attraction” by Oles Novikov
The book “Asian Attraction” is a godsend for those who are planning to travel alone. Olesya Novikova shares her experience and reveals many advantages of traveling without the involvement of travel agencies. To get as close to the culture of different countries as possible, to communicate closely with people and to have a lot of fun with minimal money, you need to read this encyclopedia of a literate traveler.
The author, a twenty-three-year-old girl, talks about her travels to Asian countries. She succumbed to the impulse of her soul and, leaving a prestigious job and an established home life, went to Asia for six months. She returned from the trip a different person - absolutely happy and free from many stereotypes. Perhaps the point is not only in her familiarity with the life experience and worldview of people from another part of the world, but also in the fact that the heroine was initially determined to take on this brave journey, despite the opinions of others. “Asian Attraction” is a hymn to the free traveler who listens to his heart and seeks true happiness in exploring the world.
The book is written in the form of a diary. Individual chapters contain parting words and organizational advice, and there are even links to useful sites. Olesya Novikova pays a lot of attention to describing situations that may arise in a foreign country and gives valuable recommendations on how to behave in different circumstances.
“Asian Attraction” seems to take you on a journey with the author - it’s extremely exciting to read about getting to know Asian culture, and all the events colorfully described in the book seem to be happening to the reader himself.
Olesya Novikova talks in detail about the culture of independent travel without the services of travel agencies. It turns out that this is a whole movement with its own infrastructure and set of rules. At special forums, backpacker travelers (this term means a person traveling on their own) gather and exchange their experiences. How to get ready for a trip, what documents need to be prepared, what minimum of things you should take with you, where to spend the night, how to meet people - these and many other pressing issues are presented in detail in the book.
The described trip was the author’s first trip, so it was not without its “shoals”. These oversights are also included in the table of contents to caution readers against common mistakes. Enjoy an exciting journey not only in your imagination, but also in reality - after reading the book “Asian Travel” you will receive complete guidance and motivation for action.
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Dedicated to my mom
I have always had the desire to get to know the world and one day make a real trip. But it could have remained gathering dust on the shelf of cherished, unrealizable dreams, if one sultry day, while taking a break from the crazy race of working everyday life on the snow-white sand of a peaceful beach, a thought, frightening in its naivety, had not visited me:
“But you can go travelling. Just not for 2 weeks, as now, overpaying to a travel agency and not seeing the country, but on your own - for six months, for example.”
That's how it all started. An absurd idea took over my life. An irreversible Asian attraction emerged.
I had no experience of independent travel, nor did I have rich parents or sponsors. I dare say that I wasn’t anything special at all. She worked, studied, had fun, fell in love, broke up, once a year she went on vacation for two weeks, having previously collected money for it for six months. Although no, there was still one peculiarity - I lived in Kamchatka. Very far.
Close communication with the Internet revealed two facts. Firstly, I am not original in my dreams, and secondly, everything was invented a long time ago and it’s great. It turned out that there was nothing supernatural in my desire. The concept of “backpacker” is widespread all over the world, that is, a free traveler with a backpack on his back. Moreover, in many countries an entire infrastructure has been developed for comfortable and budget tourism without intermediaries. “But in Asia this is very good because of low prices,” as if the Internet was specifically clarifying, strengthening the force of attraction.
In our country, the term “backpacking” and its attributes have not yet been adopted. It seems that there are already hostels in the center of Moscow, and all the shelves are lined with guidebooks, and there is a lot of information on the topic of independent travel, but there is no mass awareness. I lived in a vacuum, which I was able to understand only when I entered the world of independent travelers. Would I have gone to multi-star Turkey or mass China on my first vacation if I had known that I could go on my own, cheaper and more “youthful”? It’s just that no one has ever driven like this, no one said it was possible.
In September 2007, I wrote a statement of my own free will, took a student at the institute, said goodbye to my friends, got a new haircut, changed my heels for trekking sandals, and my handbag for a backpack, and set off on the road - towards the equator. In the company of myself.
I had a six-month route in mind: China - Laos - Thailand - Cambodia - Malaysia - Singapore - Indonesia. I didn’t make any strict plans or make any promises, so I didn’t know where it would lead me.
06.09.2007
Despite the promised rain and wind “up to 15 meters per second,” as the evil radio broadcast the day before, clear skies, the rising sun and my native Kamchatka volcanoes saw me off. “Friends, I will definitely return to once again climb one of your peaks and think about life, surrounded by the smell of sulfur and the smoking fumaroles of a huge crater.”
The flight went well. The plane landed, and a whole delegation of people in uniform was waiting below. One of them immediately climbed on board with the question: “Have you brought the generals?”
The flight attendant smiled, and a row of satisfied men began to emerge from the first cabin. They would have immediately said that the generals are with us... I would at least walk around the cabin and not listen to the creaking of the trim. The generals were greeted by black cars at the ramps, and the whole of Khabarovsk greeted me.
Go to nowhere or towards a dream
The decision has been made, things have been collected - the time has come to tell colleagues and friends:
I'm leaving to go on a trip.
I persisted in going to the office for four years and saw results. Everything was built step by step: agent-manager-head of department. Some considered my career to be just a lucky coincidence, others - the result of my efforts. But absolutely no one expected that I could leave. To leave is not to join competitors, to leave is not to go on maternity leave, but to leave is to go nowhere. This is the verdict my friends made on an act that was incomprehensible to them.
Reactions to my departure were different. I was ready to talk about the route, about the countries I want to see, about the equipment and attractions. But this turned out to be less interesting than horror stories about distant distances and the uncertain future of young girls with strange views on life.
What then?
This question was asked by literally everyone. Everyone considered it their duty to clarify how one could quit a good job for the sake of an incomprehensible event lasting six months. The answer about my cherished dream did not satisfy me, and I had no other options. I had to pretend that I didn’t understand the depth of the question and the meaning of “later,” and answer with the standard formulation: “Everything will be fine.” Although, in principle, I really didn’t understand all these “Then”, because I asked myself a counter question:
“And if I stay in one place and don’t achieve my dream, what then?” There was no answer either. Apparently, the question about “later” will always be rhetorical.
The following questions could be recorded for history. Even divided into two sections: banal and original. Actually, they were banal - they were heard regularly, from almost every acquaintance, sometimes twice.
Are you leaving us?
In the hit parade of questions, this is number one from colleagues. Some word - “throwing away.” My mother did not puzzle me with such formulations, but some colleagues filled in the gap. Smart psychology books would call this “a manipulative issue that causes a feeling of guilt, but it must certainly be eradicated.” It’s good that I haven’t read such literature for a long time, and because of ignorance I have neither a feeling of guilt nor the need to fight it.
How does your mother let you go?
My mother trusts and supports me. It happens.
You'll get tired of Asia in six months, won't you?
Russia hasn’t become boring in 23 and a half years.
The original comments were irresistible. I would never have believed that such a thing could be asked in all seriousness, and most importantly, that one could think so, if I had not heard it personally.
You must be a patriot of your country!
How can your mother let you go, you’re the only one with her?!
Southeast Asia is a very dangerous region: Vietnam, Afghanistan, Australia...
Because of this trip, you won't buy yourself a car?
It would be better if you said that you are getting married!
What will you look for there?
It turned out that you had to be a patriot. Marry a neighbor and have many children, so that you don’t feel sorry for one if he suddenly wants to travel. Buy a car and drive comfortably around your usual circle. It's safe in the yard. But when traveling, what should you really look for? Probably a treasure. But we, adults, already know that they do not exist. Therefore, everyone should marry their neighbor.
I refrained from any controversy. I didn’t want to respond to other people’s fears, which were absolutely unsubstantiated.
Moral support and the phrase: “You did great!” there were too. More often - from completely unexpected lips. Your close circle has the right to be very worried about your fate, but people you don’t know well have the right to be sincerely happy for you without worrying about the consequences. This, probably, is the harmony of communication with the outside world.
10.09.2007
Unlike the airport, Khabarovsky Station smelled of freshness and new technologies. This is my first station in fifteen years and, in general, my first independent station, so I looked at it with special attention and, perhaps, will remember it for a lifetime. Electronic help desks, a large waiting room and clean toilets put me in a philosophical mood - I am at the very beginning of a journey when many things will be for the first time, and all this will happen only because I allowed it to be...
The first independent train started on time: the seventh carriage, the seventh place, the seventh of September. Thoughts about the global meaning of what was happening continued to reason that if I had not decided to go, had not brought a statement to the boss, and had not gone to buy a ticket from Khabarovsk to Chita, then there would have been no mystical numbers. Is there a role for our actions in incredible luck, random coincidences or fateful coincidences?
Remembering my mother’s instructions that I would see as much as a third of the great Trans-Siberian Railway, I often went out to the window. I waited an hour, waited two. When will it start? Well, I don't know what will happen. Anything. Great Russian cities, great forests and rivers, mountains and hills - in short, when will it start? All two days outside the window there was a forest, creepy-looking buildings and dull names of cities. When, at the next "Cheryomushkino", I asked if it was a village, the conductor was offended - and said that it was a big city. Fellow travelers from neighboring compartments, who had the honor of traveling along the famous highway from beginning to end, said meaningfully that it would begin near Novosibirsk.
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