I met a guy from another room on the train. He knew where my hostel was so he offered me a free ride. That was so kind of him.
Well, was Astana with the visit? Before I went there, I read from various sources that said it wasn’t. But the tourist who tagged along insisted and the guy from the information centre at Almaty said it’s the capital city so we should go and I was flexible, so, here I was with the tourist.
As Astana was in the north, it was still cold. It still snowed occasionally.
The hostel owner suggested a few landmarks to us. I asked him about Borovoye. He said it was far from the city so he arranged a tour guide for us who could also drive us there.
Astana was huge and it was still developing. After all, the capital city had just been moved from Almaty to here a few years before I went there. I had the feeling that the government wanted to build another Dubai there.
I emailed the librarian about my schedule that night. She asked me if I could speak Mandarin because some students were learning the language and would like me to have an exchange with them. Loved this idea. Yes. All set. That’d be the first thing I’d do once I returned to Almaty. I didn’t really care about the tourist now. I just did what I wanted to do and he just followed. I had enough of him. I couldn’t wait to spend some time all by myself.
The hostel owner arranged a day trip to Borovoye, a place recommended by the librarian. It turned out the ‘tour guide’ was the hostel owner’s brother. 😀 Fair enough.
It was snowing in the morning but very sunny and warm in the afternoon.
The foggy morning and the snow reminded me of Norway but it wasn’t as bad as the time when I was in Norway.
I asked the tour guide about everything, and he answered everything too, about Kazakhstan, the future of the country, the president, the stock market (only one company was listed which was an electricity company) while the tourist were sleeping. We talked very softly in the car. The thing was, the tourist wanted to take the front seat but he slept. I should have taken the front seat so that it’d be easier for me to talk to the tour guide and take pics. The tour guide was really a nice person. He also told me his parents used to take the whole family to Borovoye when he was young.
We stopped for a quick breakfast break and then continued the journey. The sun was coming out. I didn’t remember when the snow stopped.
We arrived at the first lake. There was a house for Santa Claus and a post office. The house was closed but the Santa Claus post office was opened. The staff was preparing for the coming Christmas. I was given a blank piece of paper on which I wrote my wish. I wanted world peace so I wrote it in the letter. The tour guide was somehow impressed (I still wonder why today) when he saw my wish. I put my wish in the letter box provided. It looked like a drum. The tour guide asked me to hit it 3 times. That way, I was told, my wish would come true.
We headed to another lake. It was also covered with snow. It reminded me of the salt lake in Bolivia. I asked the tour guide to take some funny photos with me, like what I did in Bolivia. But of course the one in Bolivia was much better as it didn’t have a hill at the back.
The tour guide told us about the legends. He said one of the rocks looked like a woman. She was a beautiful woman. All the guys wanted to marry her. She decided to climb up to the top of a hill with a handkerchief. If any of the guys could shoot the handkerchief, she would marry that guy. But none of them could. And in the end she fell off the cliff. The moral of the story? 😀 Guys were weak and girls were not just beautiful, but they were also strong. She could climb up that hill back in those days!
We then went to the Exposition Hall of Abylai Khan.
Before we took the overnight train back to Almaty, we walked around the city. I didn’t really care about that tourist anymore. For the first few days, I wanted to make sure that he was ok. But after all the disrespect and the poor manners I got from him, I quitted. He was an adult, not a kid and I had no responsibility over him. When I wanted to visit a place, I just went ahead. It felt so much freer. He was the one who asked me if he could tag along, I didn’t invite him to join (that was also what I said to him in Astana). For the entire time, for whatever reason, he despised me @@###???!!!! (all these replace some swearing words. LOL!)
Anyway, landmarks from Astana in the sun 🙂
The weather was much better on my last day there.
We went to Presidential Culture Centre. It displayed many different artifacts and a private collection of the mayor of Astana. What a rich mayor. Free entry to the museum with a free English tour guide. Great! I asked the tour guide about the difference between this one and the one in Almaty. She said very little. But since it was free, I went in.
So, is Astana worth going? It may have changed a lot since I last went there. You may find some other things to do now. But if I go to Kazakhstan again, I may skip it.
1 – 4 April 2013
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