Word up from Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan, where the internet is unbelievably slow. We are recovering from our Kyrgyzstan Horse Trek Yurt Vodka Party. Photos can be seen here.
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For a country that I didn't know existed before I started to planning this trip a few months ago, it possesses a scenic beauty that surpasses Canada. By, like, infinity. It was definately weird arriving here - the people speak Russian, the text is in Cyrillic, they have a washing detergent called Barf, old men wear felt hats and the drivers are worse than in China. Vodka is distributed for any occasion ever imagined, like breakfast, and the local drink kymys (fermented mares milk) is downed faster than water. And yes, kymys does taste as bad as it sounds.
We met up with Yassi, who went out with a friend of mine in high school and moved to Bishkek a few years ago. She gave us a royal tour of the city, showing us all the expat haunts, including the Maple Leaf Golf Club on the outskirts of the city, and eventually ending up at someone's house downing vodka shot after vodka shot with American Marines. Definately the cultural experience.
We are off to Uzbekistan on Sunday. Hopefully the internet will be working better there.
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Oh man, drinking vodka with those US marines was such a random experience. Remember plucking strawberries in their backyard? Playing with the kids on the grass, or downstairs on the ps2? Waiting so long for that spaghetti. Ha. Nice memories. Dawg. Though we must admit those were pansy sized shot glasses. Did we not have a beer each too?
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