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Magical land of fjords called Norway

And here I am again, hurray, hurray! My dear friends, I am here because it’s a very special subject (country) I would like to tell you about. And the name for the country is NORWAY!

A long time ago, more precisely in 2008 (I think so), I often listened to the Brothers Grim (Russian musical band) song “What kind of country is Norway,” and after that I dreamed about seeing “fjords made from foam, rivers made from crystal” (as sung in the song). It is very strange that I constantly traveled and visited many countries, but still hadn’t reached the cherished one.

I was flying there from Helsinki (the city that I am not so much in love with, although I tried very hard), through Oslo to Bergen, on the wings of love, as always. I really liked the fact that I managed to see 2 original works painted by Edward Munk in Oslo airport. I can not say that I liked them, although I found some interesting moments for myself. It was more valuable to me that you could get a bit of culture experience even at the airport. It’s just perfect! Don’t you think so?

 

 

 

 

However, no matter how much I liked Oslo from the first sight, I experienced the most wonderful feeling of happiness when I arrived in Bergen. Maybe it happened because I saw mountains as soon as I got off , and, as they say, only mountains can be better than mountains! There was a big smile on my face. I thought of happiness spreading inside me, and left the airport with such feeling. There were a few ways of reaching the city of Bergen: by taxi, on a special bus operating between the city and the airport and by underground (well, actually it was more like a train).

I chose the third and cheapest option – the local subway, which was very nice indeed. It was clean inside, the train was going through the city, where one could look around and get positive feelings. It reminded me my first trip to England: everything was clean, cozy, beautiful houses and good asphalt, roads (it’s always noticeable for someone who came from Russia)). I thought that I wanted to live in Bergen already on my way to the city,  and the subsequent hours spent in the city only increased this insane desire.

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This is how the subway ticket from the airport to the center looks like.

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In order to get to the city center you need to take the train to Byparken.

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I checked into the hotel and went to see everything what I could for 1 day in Bergen. Also it was very nice to receive an envelope from Visit Bergen, specially sent to me with my name on it (with brochures, a card, discounts). There was a card for a Guest of Honor. No words can describe how much thankful I was for such a gift.

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Thus, I managed to visit 3 hotels, looked at hotel rooms of different categories, talked with the general manager of one of them, visited the aquarium, magic ice bar, “flew” on the funicular, walked around the city, while visiting the main attractions of Bergen, had a little snack on the pier, went to one of the best restaurants in the city and so on. It was a very busy and productive day, as my whole life, actually.

I must admit that the pricses in Bergen (and whole Norway) are not cheap at all, and if they are also transfered into Russian rubles, it is better not to know mathematics at all or not to go to Norway. Everything is very expensive and I am very grateful to a very lovely and sweet girl Maira who provided me with a special guest card, from which almost all the sights of Bergen were free for me, and also the card gave a big discount to restaurants (that I mentioned above).

As about Bergen Aquarium I want to say that I liked it. But the Oceanarium in Dubai made a greater impression on me. I suppose it could also happen because I had much more time there and was not running around while trying to get an idea of everything in a very short period of time. I would like to show you some of the photos taken in Bergen’s aquarium:

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Beautiful Bergen on the way to the Oceanarium

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Entrance to the Oceanarium, where you will meet a white polar bear

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At the entrance to the Oceanarium, you’ll be greeted by a local store with souvenirs and gifts and right after you’ll see the penguins. They were so beautiful and not very active, that I decided they were not real. But I  was wrong.

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There was a lecture about reptiles at the time I came to the Aquarium, but I don’t really like them, or if being honest I really dislike them so I didn’t listen to the lecture, I continue my running around.

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Marine Art object, installation of different materials

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And this one reminded me of the queue to Disneyland (even though I’ve never been to one but know how it looks like)

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Decorations: firstly I found this skull, and then there was also an aquarium with a “sunken ship”, a chain and coins. I found it quite interesting and kind of creative.

Magic Ice Bar

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Even if it’s hard to believe I went to this bar for the work purpose. (Asked them for prices, groups, terms of sales, and so on), and also experienced being in the bar for myself. Since I have something to compare with, I just want to say that for such attraction it’s much better to visit Lainio which is a snow-ice palace located about 40km from Levi. It is huge, it is much more interesting and completely different impressions. Although, I must admit that it is wrong from my side to compare the bar and the palace.

Before entering the ice bar, you will be given a ticket for a welcoming drink (included in the entrance ticket price and this is either an alcoholic drink based on white wine and berries, or non-alcoholic like soda or juice). They will also tell you a little about the bar, give you a warm poncho (I would call it a jacket) and gloves.

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You can see this special ticket for the drink on the photo. I can honestly tell you that I came in with full confidence that I would take just a soft drink, because: 1. I do not like alcohol and rarely drink something I don’t get the slightest pleasure from) 2. Even being away from the office, knowing that I am travelling for work, I feel that I should not “drink at work”. But when I was told that a soft drink was just a glass of cola, juice, something I tried a thousand times I went for a traditional Norwegian drink based on white wine.

I agreed with the bartender that he would pour me just a bit, just in order to try, but since we did not sign the contract, he didnt’ stick to his words and filled the glass to the brim.

As the glass was completely made of ice, in order not to drop it and not to break it (it also slides), they put it in a normal glass and also asked me (and other visitors) to wear gloves (similar to the ones my grandmother uses at the garden). Now I understand that all this time she misused them))

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I could have written that from the first sip, you find yourself in a wonderful country of magical good trolls and bloodthirsty powerful Vikings, that in the background there would be a view of the charming fjord, wine would take you away and … but I don’t like alcohol, therefore, I didn’t feel anything special but only that it would be better if I would have gone for juice))). Yes, that how boring my lifestyle is but at the same time noone would disagree that I live such a spectacular life of  travels and magics, hehe

There were carved paintings on the walls of the bar and they were actually copies of work by Edvard Munk and Gustav Klimt. I liked it! I also enjoyed the music in the bar  which was fun, energetic, good for dancing, perfectly combined with the color music presented on the paintings time from time. Although I am not really sure that it was harmonious and suitable for the ice bar. I personally thought that it had lost it peculiarity and uniqueness, but I anyway danced a bit and, therefore, was happy!

 

 

 

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That famous “Scream” (Ėdvard Munk) made from the ice

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You can see the poncho offered to the visitors on the photo above. I went there with my own jacket because it was warm enough for such conditions.

Priceless gift!

It happened that I needed to visit few hotels, but I only found out about it on the day of arrival. For some reason I didn’t think about it, especially since I came on Saturday and now I had to go to hotels and arrange there tours. I cannot say if the hotel’s staff was very easily agree to such events and waiting for everyone with a smile on their faces, or I was just lucky that they felt my love for people and the world and happily agreed to show me around! And if I was just given a list of rooms and keys to them in 2 previous hotels, to the contrary in the third one (the most important and best hotel) I was met by the general manager of the hotel and then his wife was so kind to show me everything that could be shown. I don’t really want to mention the hotel in my blog but I want to say that this man (the general manager) was a descendant of Edvard Grieg and, accordingly, the entire hotel was a bit of presentation with history and a biography of the great composer, and if you listen to the walls of the hotel, it sounds like they whisper music, sounds stalking troll … (please note that it was not after that very glass of wine, haha). I would not allow myself even a bit of alcohol, knowing that I was going to the hotel and presenting there the company in which I work and which I love.

Well, more to the point, as I don’t want to write information about the hotel and I suppose it might not be interesting for everyone. In the meantime, I said to the lady (Britt was her name) that my parents loved the music of Edvard Grieg and I also liked his works very much (my favorite was “Morning”) and Mrs. Grieg was touched by this statement, we had a very nice talk and then she even gave me a book about the composer’s biography. Considering that I can’t finish reading the book started in September, it’s not for sure that I’ll take up the second one, especially biography written in English, but the fact of receiving it as a present from Grieg’s relative was very pleasant for me and I’ll definitely find time to read the book (I hope before my retirement).

Being honest with you, my dear readers, I definitely could live without this book. But it’s difficult to describe how much happiness and gratitude I felt for Mrs. Grieg for such a present. Perhaps this sincere gratitude and joy bring me more miracles and happiness in life.

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And this is a sculpture (I think, one of many) of Edward Grieg in Bergen.

Visit to the restaurant.

Since I could have a dinner at a restaurant with a 50% discount, I thought it would be a good experience. First of all, it would be simply nice to try something new. Secondly, if customers ask for a good restaurant, I’ll have at least an idea of what to offer. In fact it’s so good to offer and sell something that you have tried yourself.

I booked a table and came to the restaurant which was famous for its fish dishes. I couldn’t remember the name of this place in Norwegian, but in translation it meant “Unicorn”. But, it seems like my horn has not grown after visiting the place 🙂

The restaurant seemed old, with history and its own atmosphere. I was not used to eating a lot at 8:30 pm, therefore, having ordered only one dish from the main menu, I began to wait for my fantastic dinner. They immediately brought me some water (it was served for free, as I understood, especially considering the fact that Norwegian tap water is absolutely safe and tasty to drink), bread and butter. I had to wait for the dish for about 20 minutes and it took about 20 minutes to finish the plate. It was delicious: soft white fish, vegetables, mashed potatoes and pomegranate. The price for such a dish seemed very high for a Russian person. But, again, understanding the local price level, there was nothing surprising …

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I want to say that I did not like the waiters at first as they seemed not so friendly. But, then I said who I was and where I was from, asked about possible cooperation and, actually, I was very pleased and satisfied with their help and answers to my questions.

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Here (on the photo above) you can see interesting Norwegian coins with a hole right in the center.

I really liked (=loved) Bergen. Also, I was warned by my friends and the Internet about 365 rainy days a year. Bergen met me with such a beautiful weather, warming and gently hugging the sun! And it was the time when I realized that Norway had been waiting for me for a long time…Thank you Norway! You are such a beauty!

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And here (above) you can see the city on Sunday morning: quiet, calm and peaceful. Although, I must say, that it was also quite on Saturday evening. I was really surprised that there was such a calm nightlife, or it just happened in my arrival.

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And this photo was taken by me at the local fish market, which is a landmark of the city

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I found it always surprising seeing McDonalds located in a beautiful building (see the photo above). But then I saw the local Starbucks (see the photo down):

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In order to see the whole city of Bergen you can use one of the most famous sights in Norway and the only one of its kind in Scandinavia. I am talking about the funicular Fleybanen to the mountain Fleyen. The tour starts in the heart of Bergen which is about 150 meters from the fish market.

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This is what the road for the funicular looks inside.

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And this is the funicular itself. In fact, I was planning to go on this trip around 5-6pm so I could observe Bergen in the daytime, the sunset and the evening city, but there were a lot of other things that took my time and I did not have time to get there at 5pm. Therefore, I managed to see the evening city only. But I was very glad about that too!

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And this is a souvenir shop on the mountain. In my opinion, it was also very beautiful.

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Morning city covered with the fog.

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The city is so wonderful that it may even give the impression that I can take pictures in a good way 🙂 And here is Bergen with my eyes and my phone’s camera:

 

 

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The next day I went to Myrkdalen.

Actually my purpose of the trip to Norway was a Fam trip with a very intense program: visiting and inspecting several hotels, a fjord cruise, a Viking village, some fun and activities on a snowy mountain, a boat ride on a fjord, a hike up the hill, plenty of food, delicious food (even more delicious, than you could possible imagine), a lot of meetings, people, information, and so on.

Of course, I’m not going to write here about all the information gained during the trip so I’ll just highlight some points that I want to share with you, my dear readers.

To begin with, there was something that had penetrated deep into the soul and remained there forever, probably. On the first day of the program, we had such an event as “snow activities”. As it turned out, it was a sleigh ride. You may ask yourself “what is special about it?” but you’ll understand it very soon.

It was 6 or 7h in the evening, it was getting dark and even darker, we were told to dress warmer and here we were… We were standing and listening to the instruction. Each of us was given a sleigh, helmet, flashlight on the head. After we went straight to the lift…

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(Photo taken by professional photographer Sverre Hjornevik – https://www.sverrehjornevik.com/ you can find there absolutely amazing photos of Norway)

Having climbed the mountain, we were all together photographed by a professional, very nice, cheerful photographer Sverre and one of the main coordinators said to us:  “All right, you can go. Have fun, take your time, but remember that we will see who will come first and who will be the last ”(and all the time the organizers made fun of it, that this was an unspoken competition).

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Sverre Hjornevik (c)

I realized at the very beginning that it was not my cup of tea as I was scared, had a lot of adrenaline and so on. Almost all the time during this “fun” I braked (stopped) with my foot, sometimes with my hand and the whole body, I turned over with the sledge and thought that the main thing for me was not to break my limbs. Moreover, it was the first day of the program! What a great start 🙂

I watched others going down, some kept quite professionally while others were just like me. And of course it was not getting any lighter but the other way around. During one of our stops, we were asked to turn off the light of our lanterns, we all looked up to admire  the starry and beautiful sky of Norway, a wonderful moment of such a scaring (at least for me) excursion.

There was a very strong sharp slope (not 90 degrees, of course, but very sharp) on our way back. I understood that I could not survive after this, and I was not the only one who got scared. Thus, I agreed with one girl that we would somehow run away from the hill, and would dragg the sleigh alone. At that time, it seemed that it would be much easier to run than to sleigh. However, after seeing that everyone, absolutely everyone was moving out of it, I felt shy to resist such an experience, especially since I was the only representative from my company and therefore I felt some kind of responsibility and a need to be brave.

Well, anyway I sat on the sled, put my feet on the brake, trying to prevent a quick descent from the mountain in advance, I wanted to slow down. And so, it started… Fortunately, I do not swear, otherwise Norway would know all about my emotions at that moment)) I rushed with the speed of the wind (the brake wasn’t helping that much), it was wildly scary and I really talked to myself!! I didn’t even talk, but screamed in Russian and English, “Natasha, come on! Everything will be fine. You’ll see. Do not be afraid! You can do it! You caaaaaaaaaaaan, aaaaaaaaah!”))) To be honest, I do not remember when I was so scared the last time, I really thought that I would not get out of this “entertainment” alive. In the end, I saw that someone was stuck in front of me or ran into another sled. So, I couldn’t turn at such high speed and was afraid that the sleigh would bring me in the girl that was stucked. Thus, I began to brake with my legs, arms, body and stopped right in front of someone else’s sledges, but there was snow melting and there was a huge puddle and I was kicked right in the puddle..there was a lot of water in my boots, plenty of water, it would be enough for watering the botanical garden))) Afterwards I couldn’t wait till the fun end and I wanted to go home, take off my boots and feel that life goes on. Haha

And in fact there were 2 people from our team receiving minor injuries. So, as you can understand now it was an unforgettable start of the program. I got off with pain in my arms and legs, a small bruise and ice on my boots and pants (I slowed down with my legs). And I will probably need to throw my boots after this.

Whatever happened there I am still very grateful to life and our people in charge for such an evening. First of all, I understood for sure that extreme sport was not my cup of tea, alas. If I can not cope with the sled, then I should not probably even think of skiing and snowboarding. Secondly, I began to appreciate life even more))

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Hotels and food.

Of all the hotels that I had a chance to visit Fretheim Hotel (in Flam) was my favourite one. This hotel consists of the historic part of the building, where all the rooms are in the style of “like a grandmother’s house”, with old furniture, with a bathtub on the “legs of the beast”, with small things in the form of a casket, vases from past times. I really liked my room and that I got exactly the one in the historic part of the hotel. Because there were also new American style rooms. But I have already stayed in such rooms  in different hotels and countries. I mean those American style rooms are not quite special or at least I didn’t think so.

 

This is my room as well as the view from it. You can simply click on the photo and it should open in a larger version I believe. It was also very pleasant to find a postcard from the hotel staff (or from the director). How nice of them!

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Also, I really liked the location of the hotel  which was among the mountains, close to the fjords and nature. You seem to be in another world: quiet and peaceful. If it were not for the working theme of the trip where I had an active and busy program from morning to night, I would be happy to sit outside, admire nature and “go inside myself”, but, alas, there was no time for that at all. Maybe someday I’ll go there as a tourist, although I don’t like to visit one place twice.

As for food, we had 3 meals (and once there were even 4 meals) a day on this trip. We definitely did not have enough time to get hungry, and the food was of the best quality and taste whenever we ate there! But my favourite meals were at Fretheim Hotel. Believe me, I have something to compare with: my grandmother is a professional cook, my brother cooks amazingly, in England I lived for a while in a Turkish family who had their own Italian restaurant, then I lived in a Russian-English family in London (food was very tasty there too), then I worked in Italy for 3 summers in a row, in the most beautiful resorts with super-cooks and these delights of Italian cuisine… it seems that my whole life is a big food party! But what the chef made in the above-described hotel was real fantastic! He was a chef specially invited from Bergen, who has been delighting visitors of the hotel with his masterpieces for 2 years now. To my great regret, I do not know the hero’s name, alas, alas … but I know his face which will not forget for sure. What’s more he had an interesting hobby which was visiting Michelin restaurants around the world and getting some inspiration for his own work. In addition to that, I found him being such a PR person. It was obvious that the man absolutely loved his job. And his every dish was not just heavenly bliss to taste, but it was also served beautifully, with an artistic point of view. I hardly remember tasting something better and tastier than it was there. I was ready to say “Yes” to this man. Apparently, my happiness lies through the stomach, haha.

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You can see our restaurant at Fretheim Hotel on the photo above.

It was awkward to photograph food in the restaurant, even for the blog. It seemed to be stupid. But then I saw it (next photo) and all the awkwardness immediately passed:

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Lets compare my photo taken on a Samsung Galaxy phone and a photo taken by Sverre:

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It’s just a mix of dishes that we all had a chance to taste (or, more precisely ate them being full like for the rest of life) on the trip. But my favorites were down below:

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That’s a real pity that the lighting wasn’t good for taking any photos and, perhaps, the dish does not look appetizing at all, but it’s just “flying to heaven”, it’s so tasty. It was a carrot, mashed potatoes, fish and vegetables. And in my opinion it was served very beautifully. But it’s impossible to describe this taste though!

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I didn’t really like the “pillow” for dessert above, as it was made with honey and it was tasty but I don’t like honey in general. However, I finished it as everything else in the dessert was magical! It was panakota (which I love so much, alas))), and in this particular case it was also made on the basis of brown Norwegian cheese, which was my favorite! And the cook said that the raspberries had been also harvested in a special forest and frozen according to a certain technology, it seems that each berry was frozen separately. Honestly, I do not know how they achieved such a result, because the raspberries were large, fresh, as if they had just come from a bush. Awesome!

Fjord of the Future

We were also very lucky to go on the “Fjord of the future”. It was completely “green vessel” which runs entirely on electricity. 950 volts are used for charing it so it takes about 25 minutes to fully charge this huge vessel which is enough for one whole trip with the duration about 2 hours. She (the ship) is very comfortable, with a minimalist design in the tradition of Scandinavia. There are no stairs on the boat (ship), so it is very well adapted for people with disabilities (again, in the traditions of Scandinavia, in countries where people think of convenience for everyone which is simply great!)

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Sverre Hjornevik (c)

In fact, his photos are much more beautiful, but I had to make it less quality so they won’t be so heavy for the blog and unfortunately they lost a bit of their beauty. Sverre, I am really sorry about it.

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We had some kind of welcoming speech and the captain himself told us some facts about his vessel

 

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The trip was awesome. First of all, I can admit that the ship definitely goes very quietly if talking about its sound. I would say it’s silence and harmony connected with the fjords, the local calm and majestic nature. Most of the time I spent on the deck, although we were provided free wi-fi there! Everything is designed for passangers’ comfort. You can also buy water, juice, alcohol and something to eat there.

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Well, anyway, I went outside and just began to enjoy the magical world of the Norwegian nature which was extremely beautiful. I decided that I’d rather freeze (standing outdoors, near water) than I would sit in comfort, inside. But after 40 minutes of such a pleasure, I returned to the heat and joined others as even for a Siberian girl it was too much.

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and this me in the light-coloured jacket taking a photo

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Our Big Team 🙂  Sverre Hjornevik (c)

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You know the song “I believe I can fly. I believe I can touch the sky…”. That was the very moment when I did not just believe, but I was completely sure that I would come up a little closer and touch the clouds … It was simply incredible.

That’s a pity though that I did not have the opportunity to dance and shoot a video on the background of such a cool wallpaper)

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Viking countryside.

On the Fjord of the Future that I was talking above we sailed to the place called Gudvangen (Viking village).

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We were met by the “village” manager who showed us a restaurant and a souvenir shop, and then transferred us into the hands of a viking wife. From her accent it was immediately clear that she was French. I love the French accent in English! Whenever I hear that I remember my lovely friend Manu that lives in Copenhagen nowadays.

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Have a look at the viking helmet in the photo. In fact they have never been with horns. This is just an artistic image, the desire of the narrators to present the Vikings even more formidable and scaring. Well, the Viking girl told us various legends about the Vikings, a little about their character and habits. It was very interesting. So, for example, she said that she was a slave to a Viking, and then married him. She was humorous and told everything in a funny way:

“I tell my husband – you need to bring me this and that” – “Ok, dear.” “I tell my husband you need to wash the dishes” – “Ok, dear.” “My husband always answers correctly – Ok, dear” …

Then she took us to their leader’s house, the main viking (he was sitting inside and waiting for our arrival). After that, we were all invited to do archery and to throw few axes at the target. It was fun, interesting, but I felt that I didn’t show very good results in both activites. Apparently, I won’t be a good viking then, haha

I also want to mention how some people stay naive at their 30th year as they were at the age of 5 years and I am talking about myself. The thing is that I stood there, listened carefully and could not understand: were they the real vikings or just invited actors, if everything there had been done for the tourists and business. I listened to the French girl and believed almost every word she said.

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The Viking lunch impressed me less than all the other things when compared to all the dishes we tried on this trip, but I really liked the atmosphere of the restaurant in which we were located there. Some of the dishes were served on a wooden board, we were drinking from very interesting glasses, etc.

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I took a photo of our amazing (in every meaning and aspects he was such a lovely photographer) professional at work. Next, see the result of this work:

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Snowshoes and Stegastein

I had been waiting for my own snowshoes experience for a long time, because I had heard a lot about it, but I had never seen or tried it. And so, the day has arrived. We were waiting for a hike on snowshoes, but when we arrived at the departing place by car, the guides said that there was very little snow in the mountains and, in fact, there was no sense in snowshoeing. They offered to put them on for those who have never used this human invention before. There were 5-6 people, who preferred to go in normal shoes and I was among those. Nevertheless, I took a photo of those who used snowshoes and found out about their impressions. And I give you a small photo report.

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It was pretty hard to go uphill in this hike, also because the soil was very different: it was grass and ground, then snow, in which you fall through. And I was also worried that I would slip and fall into the grass with the ground (in some places it was rather dirty) and I had an expensive light-colour down jacket, completely new. I found these thoughts such ridiculuos considering that they were inside someone’s head who follows the law of attraction. I walked and thought how I would fall and how would I then have to clean the jacket … well done, Natasha! It is good that not all of my “desires” and requests to the Universe are realized immediately. This is good, I think.

After the “snowshoes” trek, we had a little stop with an amazing view of the fjord, somewhere in the mountains, with the local Norwegian Kit-Kat (this chocolate called differently but tastes very similar), with cookies and hot juice. It was delicious, beautiful and peacefully.

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And then we went down straight to the official tourist-favorite view from Stegastain view-point. To our surprise there were bottles of water  and rolls with salmon/ vegetables for everyone. It was so kind and nice from the organizing team side. Everything was done in the way that we could not get hungry even if we tried our best, haha. It’s just impossible 🙂

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Also we were really lucky that almost no one was on that place but our group. There are usually a lot of people in the season during the summer and therefore it is almost impossible to take a photo without strangers on your background.

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BEER

One day we also had an excursion to a local brewery, a small but unique one. You will probably be surprise but I was not waiting for this tour at all, to be honest I absolutely didn’t want it and it’s simply beause I don’t like alcohol, and especially beer. Many friends told me that they would love to go there instead of me. Where were you at that moment, my friends ????)))

If talking briefly, they gave us each a try for small snacks of 3 types. It was something like tomato soup in a glass, baked shrimp with something, then reindeer meat with something, and, finally, a piece of chocolate cake with something (oh, this “something” I know how to make presentation, haha). There was a little bit of everything, literally a spoon, but, as always, very tasty, elegant and artistic, which was not uncommon in those places.

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Then we were told about how beer was made. Honestly, since I was not in the subject, I did not quite understand the technique and did not understand all the words (the story was in English). Usually, I have no difficulty understanding anything in the language of Shakespeare, but, apparently, not about beer.

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After that fascinating story of beer history we were each given a wooden plate with 5 glasses and there was beer of a different sort. The brewery worker talked to us about the variety, we tasted it and tried to guess what was used in this or that particular type of beer. Then he told us what was there in fact. Most of my colleagues were shining with such happy faces during the tasting while I was struggling inside myself: “Natasha, please, here’s a glass of beer with a flower or something else with citrus notes. And this one with chocolate and coffee! Don’t you like it? So, try again… what kind of person are you!?”And I decided to try it for the second time. I tried my best to love at least one beer, but it was beyond my strength. I do not understand how people can love this sort of alcohol, maybe one day I will…anyway, I was glad to have such an interesting experience, new knowledge and emotions. And of course as always I really appreciated everything we were given, told and had.

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RIB boat and Brown Cheese

We also had a rib boat ride. At first we were dressed like minions, big weighty minions (see the photo below) and along the way, the guide told us different interesting stories about fjords, legends of these places and so on.

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How could I describe the trip. Well: Beautiful views, the wind in the face, desire to take a photo (but the phone is somewhere far inside, under the minion’s suit and life jacket)…

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When we arrived at Undredal (small village in the municipality of Aurland in Sogn og Fjordane country) we were taken to a house-shop to try Norwegian goat cheese. Alas, I had to go to the ladies’ room like 5 others did and while we were standing in a line, almost all the cheese was eaten by another part of our friendly, hungry expedition))). And they were also told about cheese and its production.

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It was very sad that I missed everything, but still happy that I got a sample of the famous brown cheese! In my opinion it was such magic! The taste was so unusual. People say that this cheese is either hated or loved. Thus I took the second option. It is a pity that I could not buy it and bring it to Russia. Hope I’ll do it next time.

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The Flåm Railway

On the last day of our wonderful Fam Trip we went on the world-famous Flåm Railway (Flamsbana). It was very beautiful indeed but unfortunately the view was quite grayish. I think that this path is much more fascinating in summer. However there are a lot of tourists in the season and this time we had own private car which was superb.

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I could tell you only about our transportation, about inspections in different hotels, though it it’s not a report but a blog of an emotional and sensetive person as I am. Thus I would really like to tell you all about how much I am gratefull for meeting wonderful people, again and again 🙂

It all started with our arrival to Myrkdalen and right after that we had a small presentation before sledding. We sat at the tables put in the rectangle shape and in fact, everyone could see each other. We were asked to introduce ourselves, the company we were from and tell two words about our work. I must admit I usually get very nervous and not only before serious performances, but even before the minute presentation of myself, I have a “drought” in my throat, I begin to groan and have some other symptoms of an insecure and not confident person. Yes, I happen to be this way… but at the same time, hearing how others quietly speak about themselves and the company they come from, I understand that the point of the presentation is to introduce yourself and the company, and not to mumble something under your breath and therefore I put myself together when I hear “Your turn”, breath in the air and loudly and clearly say that I usually introduce myself as “Natasha From Russia” and everyone remembers my name and hopefully they do remember Easy Travel being my work and home, haha), and then I say a few words about our work. As a result, several people came up to me after and said that my name was remembered out of all others, and some, fortunately, also remembered the name of my company, which was also very nice.

What I really wanted and dreamed about was to meet some representatives of France and Italy at this event in order to practice those languages I love. Fortunately, I met them (there were two colleagues from France and one from Italy), but, alas, because of my belief that it is impolite to speak a language that someone does not understand, I almost  did not use this opportunity and managed to speak Italian properly only once and, literally, 5 minutes for the entire trip in French. So, I am now making a request/wish to the Universe: I need to practice my rrrrr and other sounds of this beautiful language for a little while. Please do send me more French people on my way as it’s getting worse than my Italian.

In any case, I really liked our team,  some people I got to know quite closely, while with others I almost didn’t communicate at all, and I don’t even know the names of those people. It was a very funny moment with the Greek girl Ani from Copenhagen. We both had some trouble with the sledding. I think she was also not very enthusiastic about this and two of us dragged her sleigh to the finish when our incredible adventure was comming to an end. And it accidentally happened that we always sat side by side at every lunch and dinner. And so, the people in charge decided that it was necessary to break up the “couple” and “triple” so that we all could make new friends, talk to other people and they put some cards with our names on the table. It was, by the way, fun when one of the main organizers (he’s a sales manager at the hotel) saw that it was written “Natalia Barantseva” on my card and asked me, “Why isn’t “Natasha From Russia” written here?” We all laughed about it, I said that this was an unforgivable mistake from their side, but I decided not to complain and try my best to forgive them.

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As talking about those cards it happened that mine one was alone at the table meaning that there was noone on the opposite side. There would be sitting people next to me, but noone in front and I wasn’t shy and joked with one of the people in charge if they decided to put me in the way so I could talk to “a new person” that was myself. They laughed, also realized that they had done the wrong thing and swapped places for me and, purely by chance, put my name next to Ani and so we were together again. Later we laughed with her as she would be sitting in Copenhagen, I would be in St. Petersburg and how could we eat lunch and dinner separately from each other. After all, the fate itself placed us to eat nearby.

In general, our team was very good. In my personal opinion, everyone made a good impression in one way or another. I found some great professionals in my field, realizing that I was still far away from them and, I must say, there were many moments when I felt my own lack of knowledge in tourism, more precisely in Norway. By the way I was really shocked that a person with such good memory (as I consider myself) found it almost impossible to remember all the Norwegian names of places, natural points, etc. It honestly made me very upset.

Anyway, I am extremely happy that this trip happened in my life. Of course, I will always be grateful to Easy Travel and my wonderful boss, and the excellent managers and workers of Visit Flam. After the Fam Trip, I went to Oslo and I spent an evening and half a day in the capital before I came back home, finally … as talking about Oslo, there is also so much to share but I will post some photos instead.

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This is the National Gallery of Oslo, where I was hoping to see the original work of Edward Munk “Scream”, but instead I saw this:

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Closed until 2020 !!! My face expression was just like in the picture “Scream”, haha

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Good decoration at the cafe Amsterdam. Bicycles and tulips made the atmosphere, though I was just passing it and didn’t go inside

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There were a lot of interesting sculptures in the city. Here is some of them (above)

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Modern art

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The Royal Palace in Oslo. You can see how the guards replacing each other at 13:30 every single day. I specially came there by the time.

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And this is a sauna in the center of the city. You can get warm for a fee and jump right into the cold water of the North Sea. There is also the National Opera on the background of the sauna as you can see.

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And the capital of Norway also met me with wonderful, sunny weather! Thank you, dear Oslo!

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My dear friends, I’ll probably finish here. Although, I would like to tell and share a lot more, but it’s impossible to find time for everything and I don’t want you to get bored with my endless text and pictures… And besides that, I also have a job, office, sport, cultural program, drawing, languages, friends who are always waiting for my messages, attention (although, many have already forgiven me for being isolated and followng my life and dreams without paying that much attention to communicating with everyone).

I really hope that after reading this you are right now checking the flights to Norway and planning to visit the beautiful, magical Flåm, Bergen and Oslo… this is a real fairy tale! And I really wish everyone to see all these places in reality, right in front of you!

With love, Natasha from Russia 🙂

 

 

 

29 years + Yalta = Happiness!

Dear friends!

How long haven’t I been here for? I think It’s been approximately for 7 months (yes, I’m a real blogger))) … It’s actually very sad. Especially if consider that I managed to visit Lapland and Finland (and it doesn’t matter that it’s the same country), Germany, Sweden, Denmark, Italy. I even started writing an article about Italy, but then I visited the Crimea the other day and I decided that it was much easier to write about a 2-3 day trip to the Crimea than about 3 months spent in Italy))) especially about the country of pasta and pizza, the hot sun and the magnificent sea, I am ready to talk forever))

Anyway in September, I remembered that my birthday was coming on October the 12th and realized that the real traveller (as I was) should celebrate his/her special day in a new place. The choice was between Georgia, Belarus and the Crimea.

A week before the trip I felt unwell, I had a lack of sleep, a lot of work and work again, my eye began to twitch. In other words I felt like Jerom K Jerom at the beginning of his story “Three men in a boat”. That’s why I think that the trip to the sea was absolutely on time!

I flew to Simferopol by Aeroflot airlines. Everything was pretty good. The only thing I didn’t like was that I didn’t see my pretty friend Olya among the flight attendants. In addition to that there were no cakes, no songs, no the orchestra from the aircraft and passengers even though the flight was on 12.10 – on my birthday! How could they!)))

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Arriving at the airport, I rushed to the counter, where I was informed about the buses to Yalta. I was not yet sure whether to go by trolleybus, bus or taxi, but when I approached the ticket office and I was told that the bus was going to leave in 8 minutes, and the next in an hour, I immediately bought a ticket and ran to the bus. Whyyyyyy? Why did I do this? It was a terrible start of my birthday.

I seemed to be aware that I was not in Europe, where I used to use comfortable buses of Mercedes company, with air conditioning and comfortable seats. Here I found a very old, smelly, hardly-working bus with dirty curtains and very stuffy. You should see my face on the way. It was not my usual face of happiness))))

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At first there were only youngsters on the bus, four of us, but then some old ladies sat down with us and started talking about how one of them lost her wallet, the other had some pain, while the third one had nowhere to stretch her legs. And I believe that each person attracts ANY event, ANY phrase, ANY situation into his/her life, and, therefore all those ladies, lost wallet, and all their conversations I attracted myself (my philosophy might seem strange to someone, but I’m not imposing it on you, but just sharing) … For a while I was kind of analysing my thoughts, why I needed this situation, and then put on my headphones and went into the world of music and dreams, and the lovely old women were left by me behind …

At the car-station in Yalta I was met by the son of a man from whom I rented an apartment. The site where I found this place was called “apartments to rent in Yalta” or something like that. Andrew (it was the name of that son who was 1.5 times taller than me))) met me at the bus station and lead me to the apartment. It’s great that the way took us less than 5 minutes. In general, I really liked the location of “my flat” and the apartment itself. If anyone decides to go to Yalta, I would advise this option.

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a bit of my flat (on the photo) and my happy face as not every year  have an opportunity to wear a summer dress in October.

On my birthday I had a very nice walk, enjoyed a cable-car and had dinner at the beautiful Fusion café called “Apelsin” located on the pier. I was sitting for a long time there and thinking about eternity or more precisely whether to inform the waiter about my birthday or not. I just didn’t want any hype and congratulations, but oh, this Russian soul that loves presents and free things))) in the end, after the most tender duck fillet I ordered (please forgive me for this my vegetarian friends! I’m not guilty! The meat itself is guilty! with baked apple with berry + raspberry sauce, the restaurant made me a nice compliment in the form of dessert “Madonna”. These were pieces of broken meringue, served with strawberry mixed with sugar, where I needed to dip the meringue. It was very tasty and free! Haha

Was I bored? Absolutely not. Was I lonely? Not. Did I get upset from my birthday alone? Not! It was beautiful: a new place, a new atmosphere, emotions, experience, meetings, dishes … And, in general, I love my own company, to be alone with myself. And I sincerely wish everyone to have the opportunity to be with themselves, alone with their thoughts, desires, their inner selves.

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It’s a city of contrasts! Indeed, the weather was very incomprehensible. Although I came out in a light white dress, there was a very strong wind and against the background of swimming and sunbathing people it was possible to observe pedestrians in jackets and hats)))

On the cable-car I was talking about…It was high and lovely! I loved it.

Where I had my dinner – Apelsin (orange in Russian language)

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I cannot take good photos (or maybe I haven’t really tried). Anyway it was much lovelier and tastier than it looks like.

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The next day I went for a ferry ticket. I really wanted to go to the Swallow Nest. But, alas, …The sea wasn’t calm at all and all the ferries were cancelled on that day Octover the 13th.

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Then the seller of the excursions persuaded me to go to Paradiso Park. In fact, she really tried to persuade me to take an excursion to Ai-Petri, but I was not ready to spend 5 hours on an excursion, even if it was breathtaking. However I did agree for 3,5 hours for the park. To be honest I like to walk on my own, so that no one rushes around, does not buzz next to my ear and throws at me facts and dates. But then I thought that I would soon be again a guide and it would be very useful to see how others cope with this position, to see this job from the tourist’s point of view. Tatiana was the guide on the bus, but we had another woman as our guide in the park. She had a very rare name which was Natalia or Natasha, haha.

I was really pleased with the decision to take this excursion. We had a very good and comfortable minivan to go there with. When I arrived at the park, I also got a bracelet with a happy number (and this is really important for me because it once again confirms the fact that life loves me and this is our mutual feeling). The park itself seemed magical and if only I could explain you how clean, fresh and pure the air was there!

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157 760! My lucky bracelet which was also very suitable for my nails. I can see that the park was waiting for its special guest – birthday girl))) 

The guide told us many interesting stories and facts about different tress, flowers and even kind of cactus in Mexico from which juice people make alcohol. And I did cover some of the stories in my Russian version of this article but somehow I feel that it won’t be so interesting or understandable in English and that’s why I don’t want to write about it so here are some photos from the park.

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7:30, October the 14th –  I rushed to the bus stop (it was bus service again – as you can see I don’t learn from the life, haha))) in order to go to the Swallow Nest.

Thanks to the driver, who stopped after seeing the crazy-rushing girl (myself), because that bus number 132 runs every half an hour and as it was my last day in Yalta, I had a schedule planned for every minute so I didn’t want to wait for 30 min for the second bus.

The bus ticket cost me 30 rubles to the Swallow’s Nest. The road there was quite comfortable, although everyone has different ideas about comfort. Let’s just say that I didn’t smell anything, I sat, looked out the window, listened to the music and tried to convince myself that I had enough sleep even though I did not, haha.

A woman selling excursions said that the road would take about 15 minutes to go there by bus, but actually it took me around 40 minutes. Frankly speaking I noticed that Crimea residents often say inaccurate information regarding travelling time, so I advise you to not trust everything that is being said to you and, just in case, be ready to spend more time on your way there.

The way from the bus stop to that fairytale castle took me about 10 minutes on foot (more or less as it depends on the length of your legs and the breather).

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There was a very strong wind on the day of my visit so it all fascinated me even more. It seems to be a bit uncomfortable with the feeling that you are Baba Yaga with hair tangled in an infinite number of balls))) and when you turn to the sea, you sometimes feel such a strong gust of wind that it is impossible to breathe in, but at the same time this magical sight of the sun shining, the unlimited sea, raging waves and, in fact, a little toy castle, evoking the atmosphere of a fairy tale. And I was also lucky, because I arrived there by 9 in the morning (the Swallow Nest opens at 10, but they let me in earlier), so it was quiet, calm …it’s just a text but if only I could express that pure happiness I had at that very moment. I felt harmony with myself, with the world, with everything around me. This is true unconditional happiness, and a phrase from the advertisement “And let the whole world wait …” would very much fit here. I admit that if I went there in the summer, at the height of the tourist season and tried to observe something through a crowd of foreigners, I might not have experienced such pacification and happiness.

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Even National Geographic supported me in my decision to visit this wonderful place!

I will not talk about my way to Russia, because there was nothing interesting on the way back, except that my flight was delayed, I lost some money on the ticket exchange, panicked that I would be late for work, and so on and so forth)))

It was a very happy time spent with Yalta together though…

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In every strange situation go to see the sea. It works! I am sure 🙂

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See you lovely people!

From Siberia to Madrid

Hello everyone! I finally left my extremely busy educational and cultural program with constant visits to museums and other things and I can share with you some interesting situations and emotions I have had recently.

Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately), my blog is far behind from my adventures that’s happening right now, so I’m kind of forced to leave Thailand, Singapore and Hong Kong (even though I really like to tell you about this lovely trio!) But today my story is about hot Spanish Madrid also full of wonders and mysteries.

In Madrid, I stayed for only 4 days and 6 nights (apparently, I love sleeping in other countries, and not to enjoying hikes and walks around the city considering the numbers of nights I spent there in comparison with the days). So I’ll try to open the door to the mysterious world of Madrid. As it was there.

My flight was a bit difficult for me and very tiring, involving a journey by three different planes and staying for a while at the airports, which in total took about 18 hours of me getting from point A to B. But it was certainly worth it.

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(c) skydiving cats commercials made by a Swedish company Folksam.

Accommodation .

As I booked a room in advance for my staying in Madrid through the Internet, I printed out the map, roughly knew how to get to the place. Actually, I want to make a point here that it is better to be well prepared at home, all searched and printed, consider the route and everythig  because, obviously, it will save your  time and nerve, as well. What could be better than to feel confident and relaxed in a foreign country which is new for you? Well, even a well-prepared, myself, I was very tense and worried.

When I reached the destination, I realized that I did not understand anything . By saying this I mean that the numbering system and the location of apartments in Spain is very different from the one we use in Russia. My address was this: street Х, the house number 64 and then escalera 2 1º -2» (see the photo below)

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Therefore the situation was the following:  10pm , I am on the street, with a huge luggage and 2 bags, it’s dark outside, there are no people who understand English (not even mentioning Russian), and my Spanish vocabulary consist of about 5 words I believe. That means no matter which button I will press on the intercom, I wouldn’t be able to express myself and the situation I am in. Fortunately, there was a girl passing me and I showed her the address I had on my printed paper, pointed to the number of the apartment with the degrees and gestured to the intercom. She understood me (body/sign language is the most useful, probably) and she pressed the right button for me. God, bless her! That’s not all! I managed to get lost in the building, while was going to the apartment! Probably the fact that I was a 7 months-born baby is a reason of my life being full of funny adventures that accompany me all the time. So, my dears, in Spain they have “escalera 1” (the stairs number 1), “escalera 2” and so on . I needed a second one, but I went to the first stairs I saw, of course (in Russia everything is easier. Enter the building and there is one way only, well at least in the buildings I use). Anyway, I knocked at a stranger’s door, who was (of course) speaking only in Spanish, and it was at 10 pm! To sum up this story, Madrid already knew Natasha from Russia came here)))

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My flatmates who I stayed with for 6 nights, were stunning and adorable. It was such a friendly Spanish girl (the  landlady), with whome, alas, I almost did not communicate because of the language barrier.

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(c) photo was taken from a Russian site of Dragunkin.

But, more importantly, she had two cats and a dog Ariel (The name of the Little Mermaid already made me feel comfortable with the dog). The pet was too welcoming, jumped on me, tried to hug me, and she was waiting for me in the evenings to come home which was so sweet of her! I kind of liked it as therfore I did not feel lonely in a foreign country, somebody waited for me at HOME!

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The internet

Could not resist of sharing this funny story. The thing is that when I just arrived to Madrid, to the apartment already, I needed the internet, at least for a very little while but I was desperate for the connection. My landlady showed me everything in her flat and left me a paper with a written password to wi-fi on it, then she went out (it’s absolutely understandable as it was late evening, Friday). I had an awful time while was entering the password, each time changing the letters. The code contained a large number of letters and numbers and I had doubts about some of them – is it a letter g? Or maybe j? (it finally turned out to be f). I love people with interesting handwriting)). That evening/night I could not use the Internet  but was kind of obstinate so spent about an hour and some of my nerves. The Conclusion is: ladies and gentlemen, if you are given a password for the wi-fi and you know you really in need of the internet, straight away check if it’s working, do not put on. In other words, do not wait for using the internet tomorrow that can be used today) )

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A wrong  way of setting up a meeting

On my very first day in Madrid (it was a beautiful sunny Saturday), I agreed to meet with my Madridian friend. I would not mention this meeting (even though it was absolutely lovely and enjoyable) if again I didn’t have an interesting situation happened to me. It happens that I was in the city without any connections except the social network (and why should I name it and make an advert for such a successful company with hundreds of millions of users on my blog with 3 readers, ahaha) ) ) . Ok, without jokes, when I left the house on the day, I was already without the connection so I wrote to my friend that as we are meeting in the Puerta del Sol (one of the biggest and popular square in the city) it’s better to make it more precisely and clear where we are going to meet. I proposed him to meet near something remarkable there, when said: “if this is the square with the famous the bear and the strawberry tree (symbol of the city), then we shall meet nearby. And if there is a man on a horseback in the square then we are meeting beside him.  To be honest, I have read a lot of different  articles, looked at websites, blogs on the internet about Madrid and its sightseeing, which all were mixed in my head. How much surprised I was when I arrived to the area and discovered that there were the bear and the horse too! On top of that the square  was filled with tourists of different nations and ages, it was “lived, sang and danced”. And knowing my abnormal punctuality… for approximately 20 minutes that I came before the actual meeting time, I was following a defined route:  from the bear to the horse and back, and again… Dears, be cleverer than I am! Be precise in your words, actions and findings. Although, I do not regret anything, or as inimitable Edith Piaf sang «Non, je ne regrette rien”.

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When I was with my Spanish friend (Nacho), everything was excellent. He helped with the translation of a menu; helped with the selection of dishes and even taught me how to eat bread as I was doing it in a wrong way. The bread which was fresh and crisp was given to us with a soup on a small plate. I think Siberian people don’t hesitate biting a loaf (or rather it was a bun. But my “guide” told me that in Spain people broke a small piece from the whole and ate it gently. So I experienced the Spanish culture of eating bread (although, I think, in all restaurants it is considered to be the norm – break off a small piece of bread). Well, it’s never too late to learn how to behave yourself)))

Also, having learned a few words in a foreign language (Spanish I mean), I was able to amuse and surprise the waiter. Even saying, “por favor” and something else you will make staff serving you a bit happier which is always a nice thing to do. Most importantly, don’t be afraid, my friends! It will break  the ice and blurs the boundaries of misunderstanding. Try it and you’ll feel it! I am sure.

So, I felt pretty comfortbale being with the friend who was Spanish but, once, in a cafe, while being alone… I remember deciding to have a breakfast and t must’ve been something Spanish (I wanted so), traditional food, so I could put a tick in the “1000000000000000 things that I have to do before I die.” Thus, I chose a small cafe where noone heard of English language existence)). I looked at the menu and saw the word “espagnol” or something like this (think it was a Spanish tortilla) and I decided that it was what I needed! You should’ve seen my face-expression when I was given a huge loaf with the omelet. Well, I know that the traditional Spanish omelet is cooked with onions and potatoes, but a huge loaf for breakfast? That was something I’d remember for sure! It was such a delicious and not heavy breakfast, hahah

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El Rastro Market

Even before arriving to Madrid, I have already decided that I’ll visit “flea market” – El Rastro market, which is opened only on the Sundays and holidays from 9 am to 3 pm. I was lucky staying in the city center and it was just a 5 minute walk for me to the market, which is located in the district of La Latina (convenient to walk from the metro station Tirso de Molina). I was curious to feel the atmosphere of this place and understand why it is a famous attraction for the tourists. In truth, few things on the market  really attracted me, though I cannot show them as I didn’t buy them and didn’t take any photos of them too.

It put a smile on my face when noticed there was such a mannequin lower body. Maybe I just wasn’t paying attention before, but I found it interesting – the dimension of a rear dummy. I regard this as an example of glocalisation. Of course, not all of the Spanish women have such impressive curly forms, but I think most of them do.

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Interesting mannequins for the hats too –  skulls))

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Several times I saw the police going through and checking the merchants’ documents. Probably they need a special permition for selling the stuff there, at the market… so I had to leave my shop with the Russian dolls (matreshkas), bottles of vodka and buckets of caviar))

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Unusual case in the underground

I was in the underground, listening to my MP3-player when realized that one of the standing women there (although it is possible she was the only one who stood at the time) talked something out loud (probably about politics, as I understood) and then another stood up (an ordinary passenger) and answered aggressively to the first one, all in a raised voice. I don’t exactly know what it was, but these girls were like on fire. The first lady that appeared in the carriage with the speech, passed between the sits, while trying to get some money for her speech or something else (I don’t know), and as she was leaving the tube, a man entered it with a guitar and began to demonstrate his  talent,  when singing very loudly and not very nice to be honest. All passengers were smiling,  some laughing. This story illustrated that the underground in Madrid is like a stage full of presentations and entertainments, and sometimes your trip can turn into something more than just the use of transport.

A street in Madrid. It’s not Omsk (Siberia), is it?

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Walk of Fame in Madrid

When I just discovered that Madrid has its own Walk of Fame, such as the American Hollywood, I immediately knew “I must go there! I want! I’ll find it! I am coming!». However, it was some kind of a challenge to find the place even with a map. Some people I met on the way were trying their best to help me while exchanging only with gestures and body language. Maybe I had some troubles of finding it because I imagined it to be a pompous, impressive and remarkable place. But in fact, it turned out that the asphalt with the “stars” was just as the normal Spanish asphalt, nothing extraordinary really, well except the stars. Perhaps it is my personal opinion, but when I saw Antonio Banderas’ star: dirty, surrounded by the cigarette butts… How can it possibly be this way?

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And Penelope Cruz too

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Although, there was a car with a hose and some soap, washing the “stars” at the time I was there. After the washing, the road looked better and cleaner, but still I expected more, and, in truth, I was shocked by the way famous actors’ “footprints” were treating there.

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The world of football

In addition to all the adventures I had in this incredible city, I was also lucky enough to see the football stadium «Estadio Santiago Bernabeu” (just in front of me), which is the home ground of the club “Real Madrid”. The stadium has the fourth highest category League and it has a current capacity of over 80 000 spectators.

To be honest, I wasn’t planning to go there but went there by a chance, an accident. I looked at it outside and was very glad about such an opportunity. In fact, I was really impressed by the building and the atmosphere that reigned around. I even wished I was inside, because of the match that was held there at the time.

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Fell in love with the park!

There are various guides, websites, programs, travel agencies that advising to visit the Retiro Park to any tourists being in Madrid, and it is understandable. I really enjoyed it because the park is nice, clean, lovely, there is some kind of entertaining going on and, in general, it’s a good place to spend some time. But for me personally, the park del Oeste was something really great! I don’t think it is that well known as the Retiro park. Well, it is my opinion because there is less information about it on the Internet and I also did not hear about it in the travel tv-programs. Actually I went there accidently while wandering around the city. I liked it for its open space, it is kind of huge and full of different species of plants that simply immerse you in another wonderful world, you immediately forget about your daily problems and any worries you may have. I’ve got the impression of the park being endless, it is like the infinite, created by nature. There are people having picnics, walking with their dogs, playing with the kids, getting some tan, etc. And even with a large number of visitors there, you feel pretty good and comfortable, as the park itself is huge and, for sure, on any day and time you can find a secluded place and be with yourself, all alone, separate from the real world. It is absolutely magical!

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The Prado Museum

Being an artist, I could not miss the Prado Museum and, of course, I visited it and managed to spent 4 hours there while coming to Madrid for only 4 days. What can I say about this museum? Of course, it is huge and very interesting. The collection of the works includes the world-famous, such as those made by Titian, Goya, Rubens and others.

There was a double entertainment waiting for me at the museum on the day of my visit. I don’t know why, but on the very same day there were several artists, copying the paintings by the great masters. It was different from an unusual visit to a museum. Partly, it was because of the actual fact of the artist being in a quiet museum’s hall/room, the air was filled with the smell of oil or acrylic… it also brought an atmosphere of creativity and unusual fusion of past centuries’ art and the present’s one … and it was also interesting to see how people (apparently, just like you –people from our century) copies the world-famous paintings that were made by genius of previous years. I suppose it might have been forbidden  to take a photograph of what was happening there, but it was the only photo I took in the museum and it’s for the blog so I hope they will forgive me.

A very talented artist copying “Coronation of the Virgin” which was originally made by Diego Velazquez

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Museo Nacional Centro De Arte Reina Sofia

As soon as I entered the Museum of Sofia, it immediately impressed me with such a spacious space, even a lounge included the only art object, which straight away attracted the attention of a foreign camera and flash.

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I was lucky enough to get my ticket just a minute before there was a crowd of students, thirsty to discover the world of art (although they may simply followed the instructions of teachers and their school program).

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A painting by Juan Miro, which illustrates a head and a spider. “Surprisingly” the name of the painting  was “Head and Spider” )) Kind of logical I suppose.

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Pablo Picasso and his world-famous work “Guernica” which could hardly be seen through the crowd of “art lovers”.

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And some photos of the city

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Interesting, but a fact.

I believe that Madrid was ready for my arrival, long time before … the thing is that I accidentally discovered  the hospital called “October  12th” on a map. It’s the day of my birthday, when I saw the light and screamed out loud for my very first time)). It was nice that the hospital had this date in its title. But still, I was glad that it was the only common thing I had with the building and also didn’t have to spend my already priceless minutes in Madrid there.

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AZCA area.

One of the places I planned to visit in Madrid was the area AZCA, which are famous for its skyscrapers (or at least tall buildings), offices, and I would say it is a modern part of Madrid, which is different from its historical center. I mean I was interested to see different areas of the city. In addition to that, the above-mentioned area had a so-called “Gateway to Europe” – two inclined to each other building. I am not going to share the origin of this name and history of the buildings, as I was confused myself. What I read on the internet, and that interested me was refuted by a native Madridian person and he (who is my friend) thought it was funny to spend time watching this “attraction/sightseeing” as in his opinion, it wasn’t that much of interest. But I suppose that anything can be interesting for a Siberian person, well except the snow and cold)))

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ATOCHA STATION

I was also impressed by a Railway Station in Madrid, which I was travelling from to Paris. There was a little botanical garden at the station which was kind of extraordinary. When you walk loaded with the bags (luggage), not really knowing where to go as you don’t speak Spanish, everything is unfamiliar and incomprehensible for you, the presence of plants and the surrounding atmosphere is really improving your mood and distract from the urgent problems.

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Cable car ride

I think I really love the height. Therefore it was impossible to resist taking a cable car and see the city from a different angle. I accidentally saw an advert of something called Teleferico Madrid and voila… I was there in the cable car. I cannot describe it that well, it’s much better to try it yourself then than to read it on my blog.  However, it was an amazing experience! I “flew” over Madrid in the afternoon time, so there was almost noone as it was a week-day also, and I was also alone in the cable car (even though there were 6 sits I think) so I was there by myself with the special radio that spoke to me in English (you can chose the language before to ride the cable car)! I asked them to put English for me since there wan’t Russian language. During my short voyage it was telling me some interesting facts about the city, the countryside, the park and the plants that we were passing.  At some point I began to talk to the radio too, feeling that I have got a new Spanish friend))) In general , it was interesting. If I had more time I would have walked in the area which I was “taken to”, but being in a harry I managed to walk there for just about 30 minutes, which was considered insufficient for such a beautiful place.

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Dear readers (especially those who managed to read till this part. I know it was a big challenge)) it was  probably the biggest article during the time my blog exists. But it’s only because I gained so many emotions, adventures, fun, while being in magical Spain!

I hope that while reading the article you could smell the paella, hear the sound of  castanets, roaring bulls, glimpses of red capes and just a hot Spanish air filled with different flavors of the abroad.

See you soon, dear friends! Love you lots!

Get some risks and drink champagne!

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Hello my dear strange friends and friendly strangers! I hope you are all doing well and keep smiling!

I am in India right now and therefore my blog will present a bit of taste of travelling. My journey was very tiring but fun and anyway it was kind of experience as it took me around 40 hrs to get to Varkala which is in India.  Of course, the country surprised me again even I have been here before. India is a very different world. The weather, people, their traditions, habits and the way people live here – everything is out of the blue.

I couldn’t update my blog as I have been incredible busy. You know what I am talking about? Since I arrived here, all the coconuts were shouting at me “Try me, try me!!” (I tried to explain that I was Cinderella, not Alice in Wonderland but anyway, the fact I was talking to the coconuts doesn’t make me cleverer and more serious)). All the fresh juices started to dance in front of me just like the dishes did in “Beauty and the Beast” cartoon. In addition to that I was walking on sunshine (whoa oh), I was walking on sunshine (whoa oh)…anyway, my point was that it was a very tiring and difficult period of time))) and finally, I managed to kill laziness in myself and said “Show must go on…in your blog, dear Natasha!”, so here I am writing again, yo-yo-yo)).

Today I am going to share the only miracle happened here so far. I made majority of my friends smiled and laughed when said that me and my family were not going to book any hotels in advance but will find something when we are at the place. Some of my friends asked me: “Don’t you think it’s logical to book a hotel and to be confident you have a bed to sleep on and shower to use (for washing all the fruits, not people, of course)In Russia we say that tap water is very dirty and you cannot drink it but you should wash the fruits with that water in order to make them clean! I love it!)” And I replied on my friends’ question: “Logical? What do you mean? Don’t you know me and my family?” My question was a rhetorical one which could make my friends happier. They could laugh at me and my relatives and that is what I like – to make people laugh.

However, when we came to Varkala, we put all the luggages near a cafe where some of my Indian friends work and 3 of us stayed there (who enjoy the food more than anything else) and 3 of us including me, my dad and my friend went to look for a hotel.  If you have never been to this Indian town you won’t really understand what “hotel” means here. It’s very unusual, far from European style, it’s very simple, with no hot water in the showers, no hairdryer, it can be extremely hot inside and the room may not have air condition as well. From all those points you can understand how “easy” it is to find a proper lovely place. We looked up to 10 different places and finally we found a para-para-paradise! I would call it Indian Hilton (even it’s nothing close to Hilton but the hotel we found was really amazing, especially for Varkala). In addition to that, it was cheaper than we thought; we took the rooms with a marvelous view on the ocean (Atlantic one because if you believe in something – that will definitely become a reality!Therefore everyone observes Indian ochean here and I can see Atlantic one) why not? especially if I can talk with the coconuts)). Actually, I still don’t believe that we are living here. What’s more – there are only 4 rooms in this house and we are all renting 3 of them, therefore we feel here like at home (even we don’t spit on the floor). The other day I was almost climbing on my parents’ balcony. Should also add that I was in a beautiful long dress, so I stopped this silliness in myself  and remembered that I was a lady from Siberia))), a beautiful one (thanks for Photoshop which is the best face-cream and make-up ever)).

I almost forgot to say about Subash. He is a manager of this hotel and I feel he is the best one! I didn’t talked with him much, only when I need something or my family needs – I do translate everything as Subash doesn’t speak Russian (that’s very strange that Indian people don’t learn Russian in schools. For example, we learn it)). Anyway, to not lose the point, I was going to say that Subash is an extremely friendly, helpful and kind person and we all feel like at home in his little hotel.  What’s more his smile reminds me Eddie Murphy’s one.

To sum up, I would like to say that if you believe in possibilities, there will be one for sure! If we booked a hotel in advance (we had some chances) it would not have been that nice. We got more than we wished for. As we say in Russia – “Who do not take risks – do not drink champagne” or similar English version “Nothing ventured – nothing gained”. We were brave and we did great)))

Enjoy your champagne!

P.S. I will upload a picture a bit later:)