Pfffffff, how to say ... after several days without writing it's difficult to condense.
After two days in the capital - Bishkek - we left the mountain, the northeast. On the road it was "lick" the border with Kazakhstan, we have even stayed on 500 meters. The people, the scenery is beautiful: it is near China, the mixing of genres is .. I can not find my words! They are beautiful, the mountains are amazing as they are Arrid, tall, red-lined yurt camps in which people actually live! For me it was only a tourist trap, I thought that nobody lived there. On the edge of the road they sell honey, cheese (goat?) And Kumi (fermented milk, so alcoholic, with whom the Russians like to get drunk).
We arrived in the family and the culture shock has wrought; AC would probably not have been the so if I had already rubbed shoulders with Muslim families before, but ... it was welcomed as members of the family, full tables, dining abundances only a few minutes apart, almost! The evening grandmother was hosted in a family ... Breathtaking! these people have landed in the night, not so late for us but for them I think, to bring us home, we let them go to bed and huddle with four in a room where there was only one bed instead ... The emotions are strong.
The next departure for a picnic-barbecue in a gorge dotted with yurts camp I had never seen it, it moves four cars, an average of 6 in each, with the mutton pieces prepared the day before, specially slaughtered for the 88-year grandmother, potatoes and carrots out of the ground, picked apples that morning in the garden of tata, small wood stove to heat the water from the ... In something that sounds like a mess everything is organized so well in fact: you peel, you do the skewers, cut ... and presto! The first dish is ready. Then free time for 3 hours while the soup cooks (it has no right to grab the dough): let's go for a ride that horse continues (yes agree, it makes big tourists ...) until a waterfall too pretty.
This corner is quite frequent and tourism almost exclusively by Russians who know because there was previously nursing homes in the Soviet era in the corner so natural and they come in the flip flops, women all ponponnees - "are not so well equipped than us."
The day ended with a meal at a restaurant with a huge cake bought for the occasion, even with the whole family (I had to cut 30 shares !!)...
I have to leave the job, the cousin had a meeting!
And still no pictures ...
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