And still well in Paris in early autumn! Crowds of European tourists begin to thin out rapidly, turn in museums and cathedrals lose substantially in length, and even clochards (local homeless) look particularly colorful. Despite the fact that we went to France with some prejudice, a long time giving their heart and soul into the power of the South America, the main city of the country enjoyed extraordinary.
Kamchatka! Probably not in Russia a man who would not hear of it. This, of course, because in almost every village and certainly in each class has its own "Kamchatka". It does not just far away (in Russia there is, thank God, and far away places). Kamchatka - it is an amazing and fantastic world where high mountains, clean, full of fish rivers, mysterious geysers - in a word, the kingdom of Far Far Away, but despite the popularity of the word, very few people were there who saw firsthand the fire-breathing, mountainous peninsula.
Located 40 kilometers from Italy and not to visit her - just a crime. And one fine morning, it was decided to cross the border and still admire her beauty, namely the nearby castle of Miramare. Starting from the Slovenian Piran, after 40 minutes we were already in Trieste. Driving along the industrial areas of the city, cherished the thought: "Yes, and look here there is nothing!".
It so happened that on the penetration of the life of this mountain Sumatran town we had a heck of a little time. Pursued by bad weather and piercing icy wind, we stayed in Berastagi just over a day. However, this watch is left in memory a lot of impressions. In between climbing a volcano Sibayak, and a visit to the legendary market Berastagi, I managed to make a few photos, which are accompanied by brief comments.
Arrived at the hotel around 7 am, at the reception we kindly greeted by the owner, congratulating the fact that we are lucky and our room is ready for occupancy. This news caused a huge relief, since we are setting yourself up for another 5 hours so mindless pastime in the hotel lobby. Despite the fact that wild sleepy, we immediately went to the sea, then walked almost the whole city and see what's in and immediately began a search of the car.
To visit the Albanian capital necessary to mentally prepare. I still remember my first shock from dirt, noise, lack of street signs and drivers dzhigits norovyaschih shoot down any pedestrian who dared to step into the roadway. Six months after returning from a trip I look at the pictures of Tirana and my memories seem far-fetched to me. Tirana - a dynamic city with a vibrant car traffic, with green boulevards, public parks, river shores in concrete and digital maps from Google. Only Photo rats along the river gives my memories certain truthfulness.