I suggest reading “Travels in Siberia” by Ian Frazier.
A travelogue of his obsession with Siberia.
At one point he traveled from Petersburg to Vladivostok in a panel van. One of his last stops before getting into Vladivostok was this beach.
It’s an interesting insight into the minds of the Russian peoples and just how miserable life is there, yet, the folks keep moving on.
The bit about the van breaking down near an intersection, the driver going out into the grass, picking up a spare part that fit, putting it in and them driving away is particularly funny.
“The bit about the van breaking down near an intersection, the driver going out into the grass, picking up a spare part that fit, putting it in and them driving away is particularly funny.”
That is quite a hook!
Pulled me right in, of all the old cars my kinfolk and I ,squeezing the last drop from...
A tale like that has to be good!
My local library does not have it, but available used and shipped for $4!
“just how miserable life is there”:
I suspect that the culture pushes the myth about how hard the life is.
Is it really, “Better in the Bahamas”?
Maybe a setup by the driver, to give his tourist something to write about?