Hello, I am Dmitry, psychologist who likes to travel and investigate the world. This is one of days in the Crimea where I had my two-weeks vacations.
Many people believe that the Crimea means crowded beaches, poor private houses and lots of port wine. And they are right. But it is also exciting landscapes, bright sun, endlessly high skies and wonderful people.
Here I do not use gadgets, do not listen to music or read books.. Each day I fall asleep under the sky full of stars listening the wash. By the way, I like to sleep in different places, and I can move my “bed” easily because it only consists of a sleeping bag, a pillow and a mat.
This “cutie” spent this night with me. Luckily it was shy enough to get into my sleeping bag…
Here’s where I brush my teeth – at the spring.
Here’s where I live and hide from the sun)
Nearby are a cave and junipers.
Each morning I go to the only flat surface to do some yoga exercises.
Do you see my tent from here?
It is yoga time! That sign says that it’s the territory of the nature reserve and that I owe some money to the government. I pay for being here to a special huntsman.
I am training.
After the yoga I come back to the bay and have a swim to cool down.
This is my closet, a fridge and a bar. Now I am going to take some food out of it. The menu is limited to vegetables, preserves, fruit and cereals. I can’t store perishable foods here, in the temperature +25C.
I have fish soup for breakfast because I won’t have lunch. Why? You’ll find out later. I buy food in the nearest village, by the way. The cutting board was found in the sea.
As always it is three times more than I can eat. Well, I’ll treat my neighbours, they are always hungry.
Specialists recommend to lie after eating)
It is not too crowded. People like to be nude, as well as I do )) But some of them wear pants, democracy!
These are my neighbours. If I were married I would sit like this too)
This is how they live.
The weather is getting worse so I should prepare for this.
I have packed my stuff, said goodbye to the guys and went in the direction of the road.
This is a tree I meet on my way.
I do not envy those who decided to stay, the cyclone is coming.
The bus stop is not far.
The local roads are quite suicidal.
It’s hot, so some men are topless)
I take a shot of myself at the station.
The saleswoman asked me being frightened why I was taking the photos. I replied I was going to explore the range of their goods)
Then I went to the cafe to have a bite. I am staring at the sea for the last time. The place where I go won’t have it. I ask the waitress to photograph me and promise to marry her if the photo is good)) It seems to have worked)
Landscapes change rapidly.
This rucksack weighs 20 kg and I am horrified to realize it’s gonna be heavier when I replenish water supplies. This place is 800 meters above sea level, by the way.
My friends joke that GPS is a beloved woman of mine. I don’t mind, I even called her Galina ))
From the road I come to such a path.
I should explain: I am trying to escape to the mountains from the bad weather.
Yes, here the weather is better. I was right when decided to come here.
I notice an apiary.
I go 300 m higher and see an eagle on the top, it must be a good sign!
Are these boobs?
I am not a winner yet, but my mood is better now)
Trees grow on stones too…
On the right is Simferopol.
I eat soup from a cup. By the way, I am running out of water…
it’s the path to the spring.
Sometimes such a path can harm…
I go further to the spring wincing.
I get some water!
It will help my knee.
I find this and invent different ways how I would punish those who leave such a mess.
I want to get to that top with strange objects on top.
It seems the cyclone is coming here too…
They seem to be about to attack each other.
I’d like to get to another top, that one – behind the clouds.
I don’t want to spend this night in such cloudiness, in the fog and high humidity so I go back. Besides, it’s getting dark already.
It was a proper decision.
I need to make a fire.
“Do not be afraid, I just need your dead friend…”
Am I cute?
It is already dark.
I know a secret how to make a fire for five seconds. It was told by one shaman. Maybe I will tell you some day…
I look at the fire and make tea.
It was a hard day, I was carrying a house on my shoulders all day long…
Time to rest! Goodbye!