Russia Trip day 2+3 (2015)

Day 2 night

When I arrived, nobody was there or at least at the desk. I just didn’t care about it and I just dropped myself onto the bed. However, I heard some sounds of female speaking and that was from the kitchen. I was curious, and got up to get myself to go to kitchen, and yes Volodya was there with a nice girl, a guest too. 

“Zdravsvuyte vsyom! Hi guys!” I greeted them friendlily, yes I was always friendly.

“Zdravsvuy! Ty govrish po russki! Eto kurto! Hi! You speak Russian, that’s cool!” Said the girl.

so we talked a lot with three peo

ple, in Russian and English. The girl was Nastya, 26 years old from Krasnodar who was traveling to Moscow to meet her friends and later he would go to Saint Petersburg. She was working in Dubai that time, as fashion designer, but she felt that she didn’t like that because it was too hot for him when the summer arrived. 

“Oh Suku, nice to see you! Will you go to Saint Petersburg too?” She asked me. Well, she kept calling my name as Suku instead of Suko, well at least better that Suka.

“Yeah I would like to, but tomorrow I will go To Ufa, in Bashkortostan, but after that I will go to Saint Petersburg, we can meet there!” I replied excitedly.

“Ah, good just tell me, if the time permits, we will meet again.”

The conversation lasted for about 3 hours. I cooked them Indonesian fried rice too, and they loved it so much, or they pretended to love it, but that was their first time to eat fried rice, Asian fried rice, not Plov, Central Asian fried rice.

Nastya surprisingly didn’t speak well in English even though she had been working in Dubai for 2 years. She told me that every day she was talking in Russian with little English. She had a dream to visist Asian countries, like Thailand and Bali. She loved so much for beach, like other Russian. Meanwhile, Volodya was also telling about himself. He had lived in saint Petersburg before he moved to Moscow. He was graduated from university majoring in IT, but he decided not to work because he needed freedom. His blue eyes rolled left and right when he was talking, he told me that he had to stay in frukt hostel because he didn’t want to stay every day in Garden hostel as he was an employee and he had no right to stay in, not like his colleague, Gregory. He was from affluent family .

Nastya once told me,

“Suku is Indonesian people always smile they talk? Not like Russian, I don’t like this.” He appraised me.

“Well, Mostly, nastya! Just come and see, you will be happy to see us!” I convinced her.

Then I signed out the conversation as I was so sleepy, to be ready to catch my flight to Ufa next day.

Day 3

I woke up late this time, as 08.00 in the morning and I had to be airport before 13.20 in SVO to catch my flight to Ufa. I still have time and I checked to the outside, still nothing lived up. I continued slaying at bed until 08.30 until I really needed to carry the defecation on. I finished all the bathroom-toilet businesses, and started packing my bag as I didn’t want to miss my flight. Then at about 09.15 Nastya went out from her Ladies room, with Volodya. I greeted them and I continued to go to Kitchen for preparing my breakfast. I finished everything. Then I met again Georgiy, the Armenian  Russian guy I met before.

“Hey, my Azeri Brother! Were are you? I was waiting for you.” I teased him.

“No azeri, I am Armenian. Artsakh (Nagorno-Karabakh) is Armenia! Hahahaha” He replied with little anger and he knew I was joking.

He had to leave to his work again. I was still unsure who he was, and why he was staying there while Volodya was working more than him and Georgiy looked more friendly and talkative than Volodya, more suitable to be hostel receptionist.

I went out to supermarket to stock some foods for my trip to Ufa, with was really unnecessary I finishe everything at 12.00 and got all my bags packed and ready to leave. I bid a farewell to Volodya and Nastya.

“Suku, send me some pictures of Boshkortostan, I would like to see it.”

“Konechno, of course! Hey, this is my whatsapp number! Keep on contact! Da Svidaniya! Bye bye!” I said good bye,

my broken lens camera, bye bye Garden hostel

Well, I kept in touch with her,not till now but she was really nice girl, or I was just too nice. Unfortunately, that was the last chance I met her and no picture or vkontakte account. But, I had her number (by the time I was writing this, I immediately messaged Natya, not reply yet).

Actually, there was nearer Metro Station, Krasnyie Vorota station. Actually, I was so worried about missing my flight. I had only 2 hours and 20 minutes from that time. I reached at the metro station to catch Aeroexpress to Sheremetyevo airport at 12.30. fortunately, I could catch the train at 12.30 and I arrived at the airport at 13.15 and proceeded myself to counter check-in. fortunately, I was still eligible to check in. really, I had no time to look or shop around. Time limit really killed.

I chose to fly with Aeroflot because I love it, even the price was higher that other airlines that time, I loved how skillful the pilots, yes Russian Pilots no wonder. I was just sleeping along the flight, nobody to talked to either. When the plane was about to arrive at 18.20, I saw massively sparse land with green lush beauty, Bashkortostas, the land of Bashkir (the native people). The view was so beautiful, with Ural towering the area made it more tremendously amazing.

Ufa international airport (UFA) was not big to easily get to know. The conveyor for baggage claim was so simple and no need to wait longer, I claimed my checked-in baggage. And as information I could to City by Bus. It was 18.20 and the sun seemed no to set anytime soon. I boarded to the right bus which would take me to the city for one hour, without traffic. Yes, the airport was terribly far from the city. Along the way to the city center, the video of green lush hills, big rivers, wide road, and blue sky were accompanying me during my bus trip which I was not pretty sure whether the bus would take me to the right place or not.

P.S For Ufa Trip (for about 8 days, I cannot write anything, I was just Amnesia about it. But trust me, the place was amazing, and I love it so much. People are as nice as before.

WELCOME TO UFA

I will update for day 3 to 10 in one post about Ufa.