(26.06.2012)It was a dream coming true. We were welcomed at the border by really friendly border patrols with a clear view on the snowy mountain tops of Kyrgyzstan.
Only one patrolmen was kind of unpleasant. He saw the solar panels and directly asked the price. We answered that it cost 50 $ because we were afraid to name the real price. The problem was that now he wanted it as present and said :” you have two, give me one, you don’t need two”
We denied for I just had seen a telephone number you can call if you notice illegal behavior of the border personal, so I knew we were kind of save to deny his shameless demand.We offered him sweets instead but he didn’t want it. He wasn’t happy but knew that he couldn’t do anything about it, so he let us pass.
Alex, a officer who spoke really good English introduced himself as:”I am Alex, when drunk, I am sexy Alex. The ten border patrolmen standing in a circle around our bikes started laughing, more of respect to their boss then of humor. We did the same.
Alex wished us a save travel, opened the “Schlagbaum” and waved goodby.
“We made it”, is said to Paul. “we finaly reached the country we dreamed of so long. We both were so relieved to have passed the dry prairies of Kazachstan, about 3000 km of flat land. Finally.
And the beauty of Kyrgyzstan didn’t wait long to show its face to us. After a few kilometers we drove trough a small valley up the mountains in serpentines. When we reached the pass a huge water reservoir surrounded by steep mountains and oasis like forests brought tears to my eyes. So beautiful and peaceful. The dam had a huge face of Lenin, about 40 meters in diameter, made of concrete worked into it.
Not much later our first invitation followed. A wedding party on the pass of the mountain invited us to drink beer, vodka and eat with them. We couldn’t deny even if we knew that drinking an driving was no good idea and it was obvious that we couldn’t stay or sleep there. We both had one small shot of vodka and a few beer. They gave us Kyrgys money as present and talisman and we said goodby and drove on. No 500 meters further three men stopes, got out of their car, gave us fish, that they had caught, as present, wished us good luck and drove on.
What a friendly country, I thought. We settled at the beach of the lake, and happy an tired cooked the fish, ate and went to bed. Again, a wonderful quiet, cold and refreshing night. In the morning we slept long and started riding late. We still made it to Talas, our daily aim.
Then Paul noticed he had lost his iPhone. Luckily he had the tracking-function activated and after sprinting back about 5 km and searching the damn telephone, we indeed found it lying at the place where Paul had taken a photo before. It must have slipped out of his pocket there. Unbelievable that he got it back.
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