How did I come to this life … Looking back into 1997.

In early 1997, we had gotten a car on which we could drive almost anywhere – MMC Pajero 1997 Model, 3.0L GL. It could had been used for a big group of people for a Sunday picnic – nine seats, including a driver, made it easy to do so, as well as could allow to travel off autonomously for several days, taking a tent, a bunch of different things and foods – an unusually large interior size contained everything that only our soul desired. Continue reading “How did I come to this life … Looking back into 1997.”

By car around Alma-Ata. Part two. 2010.

Traveling long distances, we didn’t forget about our mountains, try to get out into nature at the first opportunity. July 2010 was hot. The temperature in Alma-Ata rose above +40 degrees at the middle of the month, and we could not stand it and decided to run away from the city for several days. I have long wanted to see the mountains along  the road between Kegen and Zhalanash villages. Continue reading “By car around Alma-Ata. Part two. 2010.”

Roads of Kazakhstan or a story without a name. 2018.

I do not know how best to call this story. Two thousand kilometers of broken roads? Are we building autobahns too? Death Road along Balkhash? Pajero keeps hitting? All these titles are suitable only for individual parts of the story. It is better to tell everything in order, and then decide for yourself how best to call it. Continue reading “Roads of Kazakhstan or a story without a name. 2018.”