Spiritual Suzdal

Trip Start Aug 09, 2010
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Trip End Feb 01, 2012


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Flag of Russia  , Central Russia,
Monday, August 23, 2010

Hello all!

This is going to be a short entry as we have a lot to catch up on!

After getting an overnight train from St Petersburg to Vladimir, we had to jump on a bus to Suzdal.
We arrived at the station at 5am with no specifics of how to get to our hostel in Suzdal. At one point I saw a yellow bus and it looked like it could be the one for us. Sure enough it was, we were quite lucky to find it as once we got on we realised that the bus terminus was round the corner from where we were waiting. Luck was still on our side when we actually made it to Suzdal. Paul said 'I think we should get off here", so we did. And sure enough through another wordless conversation with the locals we realized we couldn't have stopped any closer to our hostel which was about 5 minutes away.  

As we were looking for the actual road to take bizarrely it was the poshest Englishman who told us where to go!? What he was doing on a mud track in Suzdal at 07:30 in the morning, god only knows.

Our hostel was amazing. It was right on the river and we had the whole place to ourselves! We had a much needed break. 

Suzdal is such a pretty place. If you ever go to Moscow or get the Trans-Siberian you must make a diversion, you will not regret it. It is full of churches, pretty wooden houses and lovely meadows. As we only had 1 day there we went out to explore straight away. It felt great to be walking along a river and over fields after being in cities for the last 2 weeks. 

The other reason we were there was to taste the local Mead. With the help of the local tramp ( i kid you not!) we managed to locate the Mead tasting hall. We ordered 10 different Meads (Kaz wanted more, a theme that came back to haunt me*, but i managed to convince her that 10 was enough!) and they all went down well. 

The following day we had a few hours to kill before our bus took us back to Vladimir. In those few hours we managed to lose our bearings (another common theme) walking along the meadows. At one point we mistakenly took a cow for a bull and started walking very quickly out of the field. I will never forget Karen walking past me at about 100mph saying "walk very slowly" Hilarious. We managed to make it back on time as we always seem to do and had a hug and a firm hand shake from the hostel owners. 

Our next port of call is from Nizhny Novgorod where you will hear from Karen. 

Love as always,


Paul & Karen xxx
* = Ask Karen!

   
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