Lion Rock: another view of Hong Kong from above Hong Kong The fact that I love Hong Kong will not be news for long-time readers of this blog. Every time I try to find something new for myself here, and so far there have been no problems with this. During a recent two-day visit, I climbed onto Lion Rock. This is a great climb, which for some reason I did not know about before (otherwise I would have gone a long time ago!)
Moving around Hong Kong Hong Kong I was surprised to learn that most of my readers prefer the wicked Los Angeles to Hong Kong! I’m probably clumsily describing Hong Kong charms, and the Hollywood PR machine is too good in business. Well, I'll try again.
Akhun-mountain Russian Federation At the top of the spring is not a trace. Just like a week ago in Tyumen: the snow is lying and not thinking of melting, it's cool, the jackets are very useful. And they got up just a little nothing, six hundred and something meters, and such dramatic changes. But it was worth it.
Excursion in the USA. Boston. United States of America The obvious solution was to go straight to Boston, descend through New York and Washington to Norfolk in Virginia, and only then go back in detail through the missing central states for wintering in Montana (with wintering, by the way, it was also not clear until recently). Thus, after a week and 3,200 kilometers (we drove without haste), we arrived in the autumn lands, which in Hawaii I could only dream of.
Through the USA by sleeping train United States of America I have repeatedly complained on this blog that there are no normal passenger railways in America. But this is not quite so - from the former luxury of the mid-XX century there are still a few amazing pieces left. And recently I was lucky to use just one such person when I drove 850 kilometers of one of the few sleeping trains in the country - the California Zephyr.
USA: Oregon Coast United States of America I will continue the story about Oregon that started from Portland and is far from complete, especially since now our village is covered in snow and there is nothing better than to plunge into old photos from the sea. We start in a small town - Astoria - on the border of Oregon and Washington and move on the 101st highway to the south.