Holiday has flown by as an instant and now, sitting at job behind the computer, that rest has already ended is not believed at all. Probably, someone can mind to me, that 2 weeks spent at the wheel in comparison with two weeks spent on a beach any dvadtsatipjatizvezdochnogo of Turkish hotel, it at all rest. But for me rest is first of all travel, conditions change, new impressions. Well and after last year's travel on the PSYCHIC from Kiev to Barcelona the desire to see the new countries only amplified. Now at me already SHevrole Aveo and the most important thing with the conditioner – so any heat to us after what!!! Aveo has already been tested by an April trip in Kamenets-Podolsk and May travel across Poland, and the new car is all the same the NEW car!
Drawing up of a route started with presence of time, presence of acquaintances and friends on a trip route, well and, certainly, financial possibilities of travellers, i.e. us And as a result from planned before a route we practically and did not deviate: Kiev – Uzhgorod – Budapest – Venice - San Marino – Rome – Pisa – Verona – Salzburg – Nuremberg – Vrotslav – Lutsk - Kiev. 8 countries (Ukraine, Hungary, Austria, Italy, Germany, Poland, well and San Marino with Vatican). Preparation for a trip consisted of Schengen visa registration, purchase of "a green map» for the car, medical insurances for own calmness well and passage next THAT one week prior to departure. I suspect, that someone can have a question concerning reception of the visa and as it can be made more without serious consequences. But, unfortunately, here I, alas, cannot advise anything. While from our country infinite echelons of illegal immigrants while the word "Ukraine" will associate at Europeans with words "poverty" and the "poverty", open doors in embassies of the EU countries we will go we will not wait. So the question of reception of the Schengen visa solves everyone individually to the extent of own possibilities, communications and persistence.
So, all formalities are settled. Last working day comes to an end. And on Saturday, on July, 17th, we start. The first spending the night at us in Uzhgorod at acquaintances. The road Kiev-Lvov is familiar almost to all – to tell there is especially nothing. What it was, such it and remained. From Lvov to Stryja it is similar from last spring it was not under repair at all. In Strye we stop to have a bite and we move towards Carpathians. From Stryja to Mukachevo there is next «a building of a century», only without such sensation as round the Odessa line. Macedonians, a covering on ready sites excellent do road, the marking while is not present. But the excellent road comes to an end somewhere around turn on Slavsky and further there is a train of detours-travelling-repairs. Places sites more or less, places – awful. It is more 60 km/h to go it is not possible. Some holes are crept on 5 km/h. About pass has loaded a rain which pursued us, Carpathians have not driven yet. The mood is lifted by only perfect kinds which open from windows. Before road Mukachevo it becomes better, and from Mukachevo to Uzhgorod in general avtoban! Unfortunately, on mukachevskie and Uzhgorod sights at us time does not suffice, and, recollecting, how much all waits for us still ahead, the special affliction of it is not present. Somehow next time … After awful roads to Carpathians and a torrential rain my colour of mine "SHevrole" differed hardly, therefore at once at entrance to Uzhgorod we call in on a sink. 10 griven for an external sink and cleaning of back seats. Communism! Now we "zhuzhik" is pure also we with quiet dushej, leaving it on parking, we go to sleep.
Nearby 9:30 mornings we already were on border in CHope. Before the border I fill a tank to otsechki. On frontier refuellings has noticed the wooden boots similar what are enclosed by railwaymen under wheels of cars. At first could not understand their mission, but having called in on refuelling, all has cleared up. Considering a huge difference in gasoline cost in Hungary and in Ukraine, cars before a column one back wheel deliver on this boot. Thus, on pair litres in a tank enters more gasoline. Very touching show: 5-7 summer "Trade wind" with Hungarian numbers refuels one wheel on a boot, then it shake to the left-to the right to fill in still at least litre of cheap gasoline.
So, we at a barrier. Any car in turn!!! I.e. vaaashche any!!! Frightened of infinite turns on the Ukrainian-Hungarian border, we are madly glad to the given fact. Ukrainians politely take passports, the log, one eye look in a luggage carrier and we already move the bridge through the Yew. With Hungarians procedure similar unless the Hungarian frontier guards long and with magnifiers considered our Schengen visas. Like we are not similar to spies …
The first kilometres across Hungary remind the first kilometres across Poland after crossing of the Ukrainian border. Unless basically it is better than road to Hungary, than in Poland. The first stop in Neredgaze at supermarket TESKO. We buy a map of Budapest, we eat a slice of a pizza and further in a way. On the Hungarian roads politsai in ambushes meet also as well as in Poland. I.e. they only meet, and them such quantity as at us is far not. Passers assiduously blink, speed I have time to dump. Though, considering that in Hungary at driving out of settlements necessarily movement with a passing light of headlights, a blinking of passers not such distinct. In Hungary there is a system of paid highways. The payment system is simple – at any gas station buy "vignette" (a minimum 4 days – 1200 forints (about 6 euros)), attach it on a windshield and can go on paid avtobanam in any quantity and in any directions during period of validity of this "vignette". On road it is a lot of filling stations, to buy a vignette I do not hurry. But here certainly works the law of meanness and for 30 km prior to the beginning avtobana to Budapest does not come across to any gas station!!! We turn aside Debrecen, with hope to find the nearest refuelling, and thus in the single it is passed … 40 km!!! So, I buy all the same this ill-starred vignette and it decided to come back before entrance on avtoban, instead of to go local roads through Debrecen. Hungarian avtobany differ nothing from similar highways in other European countries. Despite the resolved speed to 130 km/h, the people flies practically without restrictions. On avtobanah in Hungary polices it has not been noticed. Here on such avtobanu we and bystrenko reach Budapest. Through the Internet room in private board "Нордик" in the western part of Budapest in advance has been reserved. 28 euros a day. Number with a shower and a toilet, a parking in a court yard free, to a tram stop of 10 minutes of walking. The street necessary to us have found not at once. To be guided in Budapest even with a map not so conveniently. With indexes has strained. So any time was necessary to be developed, yet do not send a correct way. However time was yet later and, having left the car in hotel, we have gone to the centre by a tram. Though journey also is not cheap (145 forints – the ticket for 1 trip), using public transport, not zamorachivaeshsja parking and reference point questions in the big unfamiliar city.
The first, that has amazed in Budapest - a large quantity of vagabonds! Both in trams, and in streets, and in parks. Is at them and favourite places – on square around the underground «Moscow Rubbed» to walk would be strashnovato … And in general, except vagabonds, the considerable quantity of cars «DEU Kalos» (my analogue «SHevrole Aveo») certainly should be noted architecture of Budapest. The building of Parliament on the bank of Danube simply bewitches. In the first evening we had time to walk only a little on quay of Danube, to pass on the old bridge, the Next day has begun with visiting of station of the children's railway (near to hotel). Trains went only 1 time at an o'clock therefore to rise on him on mountain and it was not possible. Further again by a tram have gone to the centre. The Budajsky lock is very beautiful. To describe something it is particularly heavy, it is much better is made in guidebooks. I will tell only, what is it it is necessary to see. By the way, near to the top station of a cable car, about the Fishing bastion, there is a bureau of the information for tourists where these guidebooks, and also maps of Budapest and Hungary it is possible to type absolutely free of charge so much, your conscience how much allows.
Having come downstairs to Danube, having walked again on the old bridge, we have sat down in the underground and have gone to city park Varoshliget which except the lock, a museum of transport and the park of attractions located in its territory, is well-known also for one of the greatest thermal swimming baths of Budapest – "Secheni". Except three pools there also there are also water mud baths, but us pools interested. The payment system is similar on payment in aquaparks, but a little stranger. Depending on during what time you come, you should pay pledge, a part from which at an exit from pool to you comes back. If in swimming baths you spend all the day by itself anybody to you of anything already should not.
Considering that weather in Budapest was for 30 degrees, and the sun fried from the bottom of the heart, the spent 2 hours per swimming baths became balm as a hobby and bodies. In "Sechenjah" there are 3 pools. One cool with water +26-28 degrees in which start up only in the presence of a hat, one warm - +32 degrees (in him there is «a live river» with an artificial current (a liked children's entertainment), and also a jacuzzi), and one very warm + 36-38 degrees! A high in a heat the inexpressible! We full of forces have gone on lock survey in the same park. And here in a transport museum, as well as in other museums we unfortunately have not got, as Monday has been allocated for survey of Budapest. After walk on park we by the underground have returned to hotel. By the way, the system of payment of journey to the underground in Budapest essentially differs from the Kiev. Besides, that you should buy the ticket at station and hold it throughout all trip as on cars controllers go, at change from one line on another you should pay anew the journey or in advance buy the ticket with change which is almost twice more expensive. One not so pleasant case at purchase of the ticket at all of us has occurred. At first one of automatic machines persistently did not wish to accept at me a denomination in 100 forints and after that other automatic machine has impudently gobbled up a coin in 20, and then in 1 forint! Having taken offence at all Budapest underground, we from pure conscience have gone "hares". Having returned to hotel, we took the car, and have gone to the nearest supermarket TESKO where some bottles of the well-known Hungarian wine "Tokaj" have been got.
Next morning – start on the West. We leave Budapest, we go on avtobanu to Balaton. Around lake avtoban not completed comes to an end also we leave on ordinary road along lake. Road 2-uhpolosnaja with the infinite settlements which names without fail begin with a word Balaton. Average speed essentially falls. Well to pass Balaton and not to look at it one eye would be a fatal mistake, therefore we and turn off from a line and we approach on lake. Well, that to you to tell about Balaton … Such to itself the Kiev sea. Awfully small. Water little bit rather turbid. Nevertheless we have bathed. Have more precisely plunged. As even having passed 200 metres from coast water to you will be at the best on a belt. Why to Balaton such quantity having a rest lasts, for us and remains a riddle …
Further at us on a route small town Heviz with the most beautiful natural thermal lake. Lake really very beautiful (we it saw behind a fence). The input on lake has appeared paid and minimum time for bathing made 3 hours. So in view of full absence of time bathing in lake Heviz should be offered, having put thus on a map near the city of Heviz "tick" - here it is necessary to return! So, all of us are closer and closer to the Austrian border. Here again having given in to error, that in Hungary gasoline should be cheaper, than in Austria I fill a full tank near to border, changing thus euro for forints. What my surprise was, having found out, that in Austria gasoline is cheaper, than in Hungary, and in a consequence having found out, that it is cheaper, than in Italy and Germany! 91st BLEIFREI in Austria in cities 0,91-0,96 Euros, 95th – 0,94-0,99 Euros. On avtobanah on 5-10 % is more expensive. In Hungary 95th cost not less than 1 euro for litre. Plus loss of money at an exchange of euro for forints. But nevertheless with already full tank of gasoline we have approached on the vengersko-Austrian border in Heligenkrauze. The Hungarian terminal here is driven in, and about the Austrian stood about 10 cars. More precisely speaking, they did not stand, and simply slowly moved. From cars with Hungarian, Austrian, German numbers through glass passports and frontier guards, at all not opening them were stretched, only having seen the country name on a cover passed cars. Well and cars with numbers of Honduras and other Postsoviet-Negro countries take away away, proshtampovyvajut passports, fluently look a luggage carrier, ask, where we head, well and in 3 minutes release in boundless open spaces of the Schengen zone. Austria meets absolute cleanliness and the covered colours small houses. On the nearest refuelling I buy "vignette" already for Austrian avtobanov (a minimum of 10 days – hardly more than 8 euros). And after several kilometres on country roads we leave on Austrian avtoban.
Austria – mainly highland and consequently its majority avtobanov consists of tunnels, tunnelchikov, bridges and bridges. And at the left and on the right – landscapes worthy brushes of great masters. Here to you and mountain rivulets, and vodopadiki, and snow tops. And you rush on avtobanu and only admire this all through a window … Road across Austria this day were short both through pair hours and after a dinner at small restaurant at refuelling we have driven to Italy. About borders in the European Union to tell there is no sense. On road there is a small tablet, as our designations of settlements of type "Syrai", "Gadjukino" or "Zasranivka". Only on it by small letters it is written «Italy». Well for decency in this place restriction of speed sometimes hangs 60 km/h. Here actually and all. Well and through pair kilometres after border a check point on a highway of Italy. In Italy in difference from Hungary and Austria, payment is made depending on distance which you have driven. On entrance on a highway you take talonchik, and at departure you pay so much, how much has driven. And as already grew dark, and to wind on free road to desire mountains there were no we have driven on the Italian highway. Quality of a covering is final as well as in other countries excellent, only here indexes on the Italian roads not such informative as in the same Austria or Germany. Well the god with them …
In general we have reached Venice quickly and on the map prepared in advance have approached on the camping chosen on the Internet. In a camping "Serinissimo" it was noisy and it is cheerful. The tent at us was not, therefore the choice stood between a caravan for 32 euros (not impressing carriage with beds and conveniences in the street) and a cabin for 42 euros (more decent carriage with beds both per capita and a toilet). The choice has fallen on a cabin in which we and have spent 2 nights. By the way, having mentioned about a camping I wish to add, that trailering is madly developed at Europeans. Thousand cars with trailers, caravans, small houses on wheels travel about roads of Europe. Travel as a rule all family almost with chest children! Especially in my opinion Dutches have succeeded in this business. It would Seem, how much that Holland?!! In size with the Kiev area. But the most part of campings across all Europe are hammered by cars with numbers of the Netherlands! For all our trip anywhere in Europe (except Hungary and Poland) with Ukrainian numbers we and have not noticed any automobile car, and it is a pity … Nevertheless very much touched a show, to look at the lodgers of a camping peering at numbers on avto passing by to our car. Among a set of not clear words necessarily word "Ukraine" and round eyes from surprise.
And more to steam of words about our camping. There is it in Mestre. It is a part of Venice which is on a land. An ordinary industrial city, with factories, factories, offices and a life of an ordinary city. From Mestre to the Venice there is a bridge in length 4 kilometres for trains and motor transport which a road service station, final stops of buses in Mestre and suburbs, well and final stops for Vaporetto (water routeing boats) comes to an end with the area of Rome on which there is railway. I.e. if you come to Venice on the avto to leave it it is possible only here, on paid parkings if it is final at you the car has no water wings. And here the price of these parkings … from 18 euros a day!!! Here also consider … So it was much more favourable to leave the car in a camping, and to go by the city bus on 1 Euro from the person. In 30 minutes we were on the area of Rome. From here, as I already spoke, go a considerable quantity of routes vaporetto – routeing boats. And as in Venice automobile movement is impossible because of absence of a road covering the transport message is made on water. Here there are also motor boats with shashechkami – a taxi, police and first aid boats, private boats and well and certainly gondolas on which picturesque gondoliers roll tourists. The ticket on vaporetto for 1 days without restriction of quantity of trips cost 10,50 Euros on the person which we and have got. To describe architectural compositions of Venice it is absolutely senseless. Here it is necessary to visit and all to see the eyes. But this city leaves sensations of the big monument. In him there is no boiling business life, as in any more or less large city. All Venice lives on tourists and for the sake of tourists. To meet in the centre of Venice of the Venetian, probably, the same rarity how to see kievljanina in the thrown Negro village Zimbabwe.
The central area – Piatstso the Dignity-marko is round the clock hammered by tourists from all corners of the world. Russian speech, certainly, another sounds around not less than German, French or any.
Here and so we also wandered almost all the day across Venice. Had a bite in a fast food "Spitstsiko" where at the heart of any menu the pizza on your choice lays. Unsuccessfully the Italian who, having learnt from us, that we from Ukraine, has started to describe tried to entice us into the small restaurant our native land is how much beautiful. But we were not bought. Ukrainians do not surrender! Here and so having received weight of new impressions we also have returned to a camping. Had supper a pizza in kafeshke a camping in the evening and have gone to a dream. New impressions have been for tomorrow planned.
So, since morning start to Rome. But before, there was a desire to visit the small state with the mysterious name of San Marino. For those who had on geography at school an estimation below a three I will remind, that the given dwarfish state is in depth of Italy nearby cities of Rimini highly in mountains. Has all own attributes of the state, despite the general population of all in 30 thousand inhabitants. San Marino is some ancient fortresses on a grief where from the Middle Ages lived free a dignity-marintsy. It is natural, that no border between Italy and San Marino exists, but nevertheless duly before entrances about the country costs stela with a proud inscription "Republic San Marino" and a sign on which the resolved speed of movement of motor transport on roads of this state is designated. It is remarkable, that the maximum speed of movement of cars in this state-dwarf only 70 km/h! But it and is not surprising. First, faster especially you will not be dispersed, as all not numerous roads to San Marino consist of mountain streamers and if lines here were high-speed, passing motorists would not have time to understand at all that they already have driven this tiny enclave of freedom.
So, having parked not far from one of the main fortresses of San Marino we have gone to wander on small town. Time was a little, but even in these two hours we have been fascinated by atmosphere of this state. First, considering that as well as in Venice the majority of local population serves tourists, we have been amazed by that in the majority of shops speak Russian a dignity-marintsy! I.e. not ours with you compatriots, namely radical a dignity-marintsy! Though, they can be understood: language is their bread. And the native language, let even slightly lomannyj, far from the native land always bears bewitching action. Here and so we also have come in one shop where different alcoholic drinks were on sale and where the seller-dignity-marinets has forced us to try free of charge almost half of liquors on sale at it. And as soon as our sight at least for a second stopped on one of bottles, he in Russian said a word "tasting" and instantly stretched us the whole wine-glass of the given drink. Whether it is necessary to say, that from purchases in this shop we could not be kept.
Certainly kinds from mountains here open the most beautiful, and fortresses stand that to look them in more details, but at us as time is usually limited and we head for Rome. We refuel in San Marino a little cheaper gasoline, than in Italy (1,08 euros against 1,14-1,19 Euros in Italy) and we go down downwards to Rimini. Here behind turn the ambush valorous a police dignity-marinskoj has been noticed. Poor colleagues of ours gajtsov at which only steam of kilometres of roads in state, even to earn there is no place We of their attention have not involved and have proceeded further. Having climbed down a mountain, I have made nonsense. I have trusted in the AdAc-ovskomu to the atlas of motorways. Also has decided to reduce a way to Rome. In general, we have climbed on the real mountain streamer where the majority of turns faster 30 km/h to pass it was simply terrible. Thus, 60 km on this road we went almost 2 hours!!! But the simplification comes sooner or later, and we already rush on a highway to Rome.
Our way lays in small town the Latina, in 70 km to the south of Rome where there live our acquaintances at which we and planned to stop for 4 days. Hence, we planned to go round Rome on the district. And all is good, if on one of turns indexes were so muffled, that we have driven in a city. We did not get to stoppers, but have felt on myself all delights of driving of Italians. After that one word – "ezdjuki" arose only! If it is impossible to turn on the left, but it is very necessary – that is possible. If strongly you hurry – double axial not a hindrance. About speed in general I am silent. Certainly, there can be an impression, that on roads to Italy is created bespredel, but it is a little not so. Simply after terribly "correct" Germany, Austria etc. style of driving in Italy very much beats on eyes. But, despite it, road accident I saw only two times, and police ambushes meet much more often, than in other European countries. By the way, in Italy too it is a lot of police. There are municipal, both road, and carabinieres. The name local gajtsov – «Polizia Stradale» especially was pleasant. In general, the most suffering police Which, on assurance of local residents, too quite often wishes to spend the penalty by cash desk.
Hardly we have crossed Rome, the blessing the map of the city was with itself. To 10 evenings have reached and the Latina. Then still somewhere about an hour have lost on search of concrete street so the small town has appeared not such and small, and its map at us was not. But nevertheless we at the purpose. We leave the car under the house and we go to sleep. By the way, about a parking. By itself, that in the majority of the European countries supervised parkings are absent as a class. But recklessness of Italians simply amazes. Absolutely normal it is considered to leave about a supermarket the car with completely open windows and to go on an hour behind purchases. Let the car is aired.
The next day in Italy we have decided to spend on the sea and anywhere far not to go. The blessing to a beach was kilometres 10. The beach in the Latina has not liked. The sea not such transparent as Mediterranean around Barcelona, sand too not the purest. But nevertheless it and not Balaton have walked on supermarkets in the Evening. Very much it was pleasant Italian morozhennoe from several balls with a cream above. M-mmmm … Obedenie! Certainly in shops a large quantity of every possible grades of paste (macaroni, our way). Including black with additives any hreni from the cuttlefish. Fur-trees in a pizzeria a pizza. It is remarkable, that submit there its metres. I.e. you say to the waiter, that to you of 1 metre of a pizza. Here to you of 1 metre also bring.
One day have devoted to Rome. As entrance on cars in the centre is limited, we reached on avto to the underground and further moved an underground. Trains in the Roman underground outside look as in a Negro ghetto: dirty and it is obligatory in graffiti. Inside little bit better. Were and in the Collosseo. For the Polish students to us to pass it was not possible, therefore it was necessary to pay on full – 10 euros from the person. The area of Venice is very beautiful. Looks simply fantastically, and here the area of Spain has not impressed absolutely. And the heat was such awful, that walk across Rome reminded a campaign from a fountain to a fountain in which we poured out against each other almost a water bucket, and in 5 minutes were already absolutely dry. The special impression was left by Roman metro station "Гарбателла". Imagine station "Wood" or "Svjatoshin", and the people which have arrived from periphery on marshrutkah and electric trains. And so there the same! Crowd of the people with kulkami and feed bags and all speak on-ukrainski with corresponding accent! I at first have thought, that I have overheated, and there was all much easier – nearby there is a market where illegal immigrants – Ukrainians which in Italy more than … Pride of the country, its mother … trade basically
One day has been devoted Vatican. But as this day without a stop poured a strong downpour we were limited to visiting of a cathedral of sacred Peter. Though have risen on the top of its dome to contemplate Rome and Vatican from height of the bird's flight. Last day stay in the Latina, I was lighted up by thought to go to Pompey, that in 40 km from Naples and in 180 from the Latina. But all anything if we have got out before, and the awful downpour has not gone again. Besides driving on free road through weight of settlements does not promote fast driving. But had time to bathe in very picturesque bay for 60 km from Naples. Having estimated, that to Pompey we do not get, for 30 km to Naples we were developed and have gone back. On Pompey we too will put a tick. Here we too will try to arrive sometime.
4 days in the Latina were carried by quickly enough and now we again in a way. This time we move on the western coast of Italy. The following purpose – Pisa. On road we see on seacoast very nice lock. That for the lock, we and have not understood, were limited to 15-minute walk. Is about what to esteem in guidebooks.
We have arrived to Pisa to hours to 3. Except the area on which there is well-known pizanskaja a tower in this city especially to look there is nothing, so is clear as struggle pizantsy that their tower all the same would not fall. The tower really costs under an inclination and it is visible it is with open years. An interesting picture on the area about a tower. Each of tourists extends the right hand to embody how it holds this hand a falling tower. From such temptation we were not kept also. So after an hour we go further. The purpose – to drive before dark before spending the night in area of the avstro-Italian border. And judging by time, under it vicinities of Verona approached. Having moved down from a highway, we have stopped at a sign with reflexion where to move. During this moment the man approaches to the car and says such familiar word "Greetings". As it has appeared it veronets, often happens in Ukraine and it in Kiev has a girl. Here behind what to us go burzhui! Veronets has prompted, where there is the nearest camping but as it has appeared places in him were only for tents, and no bungalows or small houses available existing. It was necessary to go to other party which in my atlas was designated by the big lake Garda and an abundance of campings on the bank of this. As there was a lake it really very beautiful. It lays at a foot of mountains, water transparent and in him floats a large quantity of live white swans! On this lake there is also a beach, there is also a park of entertainments "Gardalend", there is a Safari-park and reserve. The first camping on lake too has disappointed with absence of stationary roofs over a head, but we managed to find cheap otelchik with conveniences on a floor for 40 Euros. Having seen on resepshene a collection of banknotes of the different countries, we have presented muzhichku 2 grivni, for what next morning he has free of charge fed us with a breakfast. Thus, in our map there was one more place noted by a tick. Here too it is necessary to return.
The next day. Also it is again expensive. Ahead and we them should cross the Alpes. Again tunnels and bridges, the Austrian border, mountain landscapes. 10 days from the moment of the previous entrance to Austria have not passed, therefore for avtobanov anew we did not buy a vignette. Besides, it was necessary to give 8 euros for journey on the bridge of Europe in the Alpes. The most insulting, that we and have not understood as we this bridge and have driven. Now our way lays to Salzburg. We leave Austria and we drive to it from Germany again. Borders certainly anywhere are not present. One cool moment was remembered. On an autobath for 50 km to Salzburg the stopper was formed. Someone left cars to smoke, someone read the book. But has passed minutes 20 and all have gone. However one car in the left number and has not moved. Cars from the left number have started to be reconstructed in right and when I have overtaken this standing car I has seen in it the sleeping driver!!! I.e. The muzhik has simply fallen asleep during a stopper and so sound signals simply so in Germany are forbidden, all easy go round it on the right number. At 4 o'clock in the afternoon we have arrived to Salzburg. Charming small town! Small and cosy. At entrance from Munich from road it is visible a zoo and the bears creeping on hills. Behind a zoo park Helsbrun with the comic fountains is located. Any duke has made this park for joy of the friends. Small park from tiny figures and sculptures from which during the most improper moments on you beat fontanchiki waters! Children and old men squealed with happiness, too very much it was pleasant to us.
After Helsbruna we have gone to the centre. Have risen to lock Hofen-Zaltsburg with which the stunned kind on a city opens! In the lock to get it was not possible, so time was already later, but to wander on the lock it has turned out. Have gone down downwards. Salzburg – Mozart's native land and such impression that all city lives only it. Here Mozart everywhere – and on all souvenirs, both in cafe, and on monuments, and on handbills. The centre very lovely and quiet. Have seen a monument to Mozart, but here the house-museum and have not reached. As usually there was no time. So "tick" to Salzburg we will put too.
Having refuelled to full rather inexpensive Austrian gasoline, we go in already familiar to us from last year Nuremberg. Here we were waited already by friends at whom we have stayed 4 days. First two days have passed under the slogan of an alcoholism and full relaksa, glut by any sights was so great. But also here an ambush! As usually Ukrainian vodka became a little and it was necessary to follow continuation. But a problem that after 20:00 in Nuremberg any shop does not work! In general! Shops are By way of exception round the clock open at refuellings with the prices in 1,5-2 times more than in a supermarket. But when the soul asks – the price not a hindrance! oklemavshis and having had a rest, we all the same have walked on an old city, have gone to pool in city centre which has appeared not such already and pure, and also have visited lakes in 30 km from Nuremberg – Rotze. The Large quantity of people, but beautiful and zelenenkaja a grass. But here water muddy and linings used float. Nasty thing …
Well and about the Russian-speaking population in Germany separate conversation! Probably, if to build the table of the German population that on the first place by quantity there will be Turks, on the second – Russian, and only on the third – Germans! Russian speech sounds everywhere! As though we have appeared not on lake near Nuremberg, and somewhere on Hydropark! Well it is fine, their this business where it to live, and we have already become bored behind the native land. And on Monday morning we start in a direction of Poland. By a dinner we have approached on the German-Polish border. As usually, from cars with European numbers, drivers in the extended hand show the passport, not opening it, and pass not stopping at all, well and us – in a sediment bowl. Passports proshtampovyvajut, ask to open a luggage carrier. Questions whence we go. On the answer that we go from my brother whom the German is the citizen of the EU country grins and gives out a phrase on broken Russian-Polish «A. Clearly … Probably under the tourist visa too left». This German frontier guard has angered me … I Wished to remind it as my grandfather of its grandfather under Stalingradom drove, well is fine, the God to it the judge.
We drive to Poland. Zloties in pockets are not present, hoped to change from the Polish party, but far from it! We come back to border to find the cantor (exchanger) and directly we get again under the German terminal! The turn is not present! Road one - to Germany! Having explained pograntsu, that its Germany tjasjachu is not necessary years to us, we say, that we want back to Poland. It takes away passports, waits while we will be developed, gives passports and we already in such native Poland! Plays liked RMF FM, everywhere signboards of crypts (shops) which 24 hours a day work! Grandmothers on a line sell berries and fruit. Already almost Ukraine, only more civilised. It is good, that gasoline since May has not risen in price almost. In the nearest supermarket we buy products under the normal prices and here such here the full and happy we come nearer to Vrotslavu. So we went from party Gerlitsa, we get on ill-starred "betonku" А-4 from Vrotslava to German border. So, news with "betonki"! At present on a site from Vrotslava to Legnica the road is almost completed. There is some time travelling, but think, it not for a long time. And here from turn to Legnica before turn on Zgorzhelets is worse. One part is closed completely. There stack a new pillow. And here the second part is halved, joints are once again asphalted by pitch with, passings are forbidden. So probability of stoppers on this site very big.
Here and so towards evening we drive in Vrotslav. To spend the night we have solved in the city to make on it evening walk. Having gone round some hotels, we find priemlimyj a variant. 110 zloties for a double room. In a court yard protected paking. We leave the car and on tramvajchike in the centre! The city centre is very beautiful, but on it we again have not enough time. As was not at the wheel, have come into shop, have bought a small bottle "ZHivtsa" (local beer), well and on a habit I ask the saleswoman to open a bottle. You would see saleswoman eyes! «You that, a pose a crypt alcohol not mozhna!!!». Well it is fine, «not mozhna» – so «not mozhna». The bottle "ZHivtsa" and has left to Kiev. So, having limited to the market area and it okrugoj, we choose cafe directly on this area. We take on a portion of meat with salad, we wash down with beer and koloj and only for 30 zloties for two! Again full and again happy we come back in hotel.
Since morning again the next start. Now to Lutsk. The Polish roads are known for much. metami not so equal, but without problems with a marking and traffic signs. Only kolejnost on many sites strains. On road of steam of police ambushes – passers blink, all by! By the evening we are driven to Zosinu (it Ustilug). In front of the terminal turn. Cars 30. We become in the end of turn and it is understood that for half an hour the turn has not moved on one metre! And has put here in what. As border here there pass 95 % of local shopkeepers they pass each other before themselves without turn, spitting on all the others. Our nerves there is no also that JUlja I go by turns to swear with local zhlobami and Polish pograntsami. In minutes 20 I do not maintain and I start to shout that have resulted the senior on change. And here a gloom! The Polish terminal dies away! Light was cut down. Here to you and the European Union … Even a barrier cannot lift, because there is no electricity. The Polish frontier guard (the senior of change) goes with a small lamp and starts to disperse floor-mats local shopkeepers in turn. Thus I shout at it and more pair of women from cars with Kiev numbers. As a result, when there is light, Polish pogranets stops turn, does a hole for me, «the green corridor» turns on a head, thereby doing me.
The country my native … is wide As local shopkeepers from turn on one of frontier transitions Poles told to us have put metal obstacles that we zhloby observed turn. So the local were reserved by screw-drivers and for 30 griven turned off protections, pushing cars out of turn. On the Ukrainian party the Pole and the Ukrainian of minutes 15 drive in our data to itself into the computer with one finger and at all not having opened a luggage carrier and not having taken an interest that we carry, we drive to the nice city of Ustilug. Ahead again climbing on vstrechke zhloby, again a floor-mat and we already on a line to Lutsk. Such impression, that in the street not a soul we also go in the dead state. A uniform small lamp to the Lutsk! In Lutsk the situation is not much better. Roads to a city for a year and have not repaired. We reach to liked hotel "Свитязь", we remove number for 90 griven, we eat on 1 cheburek in a hotel bar and to sleep. Next day only last throw on 400 km from Kiev to Lutsk. prohoditsja it on one breath with perekusom in Zhitomir in «kartopljanoj to a hut».
Behind shoulders again 6700 km. Almost as much as well as last year. It is even more impressions. What was pleasant? All! What was not pleasant? Absence of time and superfluous money the Trip has really turned out «Gallop across Europe». 8 countries for 19 days. On the left hand – "driver's" sunburn, on a windshield – labels Hungarian and Austrian avtobanov, the glove compartment is hammered by checks and receipts from parkings and paid motorways, and in a sensation head, that anything and was not. That all 19 days were carried by as one. But we still will necessarily return there where have put "ticks" though in the world still it is a lot of places where it would be desirable to visit. The atlas of motorways while pylitsja at home... But I am afraid, it for a short while, soon the hand will again be pulled to it. An infectious piece – trailering