Here are a few more photos from Kazakhstan …

Kazakhstan is the world’s 9th biggest country. Most of it is made up of ‘steppes’ like this.

 

 

So when you see a guy like this on the road … you stop to chat.

 

He sells fish he caught in a small lake nearby. He has also smoked the fish.

 

 

Kazakhstan’s two big cities stand in strong contrast. Astana is the brand-new glitsy capital (we didn’t get to) and Almaty is the bigger economic hub (above).

 

These two cities get all the oil money …

 

 

There are a lot of ‘gated communities’ living in the south of Almaty, like this …

 

… and this …

 

But most folk live like this …

 

… and this …

 

And all over there is evidence of industry.

 

We find this park in the town of Semey. It has a curious collection of 15 communist statues, mostly Lenins.

 

 

Look at the backdrop of an apartment block.

 

Look at ‘wee’ Harry at Lenin’s foot!

 

We stay in some ‘crazy’ places. Here, in the town of Usharal, we stay in the only hotel. It overlooks this …

 

… and Harry promptly ‘collapses’ on the ‘unmade’ bed in our room! We ended up sleeping on the floor rather than on this crippled bed.

 

 

 

In Almaty, just outside our window, madams peddle their girls till the sun comes up!

 

Here we also have our first pizza in 4 months. THIS is a huge disappointment. It weighs about 3 kg and is all stodge!

 

In Semey we experience our first of many typical Soviet-era hotels. They have changed little since …

 

Pre-‘perestroika and glasnost’ surly ladies manage the reception. We are too terrified to take a photo of them.

 

Each floor is managed by a ‘floor’ lady. We are also too terrified to take a photo of them. They check your room before you are allowed to leave.

 

Here is the passageway to the rooms.

 

… and another …

 

The furniture is always old but the rooms are always clean.

 

We get this meal from a hotel canteen when we arrive late one evening. It is buckwheat and a mince patty with mayonnaise on top. It helps if you are hungry …

 

Sometimes all ablutions (showers and toilets for all rooms) are in the basement.

 

This is a shower cubicle.

 

A building method employed by Soviets was to put up concrete framework first and then to fill it in with bricks. This left many incomplete … like our balcony here …

 

Harry is at the room end of our incomplete balcony (there is no door, we climb through the window).

 

I’m at the far end of the incomplete balcony.

 

 

And look at (somebody else’s) mess on the incomplete balcony between us! The used condoms even have their opened packets.

 

And every night I make sure that Harry doesn’t slip away under cover of darkness.