Agbulak

Agbulak
Me, Eva and workmate.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

On Sunday

Hi everyone!!!

So twas an awesome weekend!!!! Lots of stuff.

Lets digest.

I went fishing. Yes fishing. Metropolitan, Urban Bryan went fishing. It was so good man. And so quick. Imagine efficient fishing. Well thats what happened, cos we were fishing out of a fish farm lol. I have pictures on facebook if you wish to see. We caught some awesome kingfish! It was only 1600 tenge for a kilo, which is around 11 aud! There was also some fish for $100 usd per kilo, they must be some awesome fish.

On our way to the place (we were driving a mitsubishi pajero), these guys put a new meaning on vodka. These were work mates and his friends. They dont and drive, they drink WHILST driving. Not the driver, but everyone else.

After we caught the fish (I know im meandering, my apologies), we went to a place to cook them, something like a shelter of sorts. We made a fire, and if you have ever tried to make a fire in -10 degree, its so hard man. Seriously. I learnt how to fillet a fish too, and the water there in the river next to the shelter was so pure as well. The air there is so clean, unlike almaty air which is so smoggy lol. But yeah, was awesome. We also bought some shaslicks and bought them, and one of the guys wife had made some pastries, some salads, and stuff it was awesome. Yes there was more vodka, and the guys there taught me how to drink it. Well they should know, there were two kazakhs and one russian...

The craziest thing though was the russian guy. He, and wait for this, had a wash in the river! It was -10 degrees and he stripped of to his underpants. I mean Ive seen crazy, but this puts it to a whole new level. I mean seriosuly man, hypothermia much? I had three coats on, my toes were literally frozen and numb, my legs were working sometimes.... These people are evolutionally different than me.

I wore my first hugo boss jacket today. Was quite the awesome!

So we went to the indian guys place and had an indian dinner. Was awesome man, home cooking ftw! There was a guy called Joy. Yes joy. Dont laugh. Anyway, he was from India, then went to NZ then went to almaty. So I have met two new zealanders, but no Australians yet. My mission, to find an Adelaidean. Seriously.

After that I just walked home with a friend, talked about stuff and had an early night.

On Sunday, I started by doing mountains of AIESEC work (I am actually doing AIESEC work ek, please be advised I am trying), then went to Panfilov park with a friend, and some walking. We went inside the church today.

When I say this place was beautiful, you have no idea. For anyones information, Im agnostic. But this place made me want to be Russian Orthodox. I mean it was so quaint, with beautiful architecture, paintings and displays. I was speechless. The candles as well were mystical. A guy came up to me, and asked something religious, cos he thought I was russian (People think im russian, which is good, but im not sure how lol). My friend was able to convince him that I didn't speak russian which is all good.

We then went to this coffee/tea joint. It was pretty cool man. They said good morning to me, sensing I was a foreigner, which failed miserably considering it was 3pm... we ordered some tea, and I ordered some rum concotion that was strangely hot. Im gradually migrating to tea (and I mean gradually.....). The cocktail was ok, but the atmosphere of the place was great.

Walking some more, finding more stories. Which reminds me, I need to learn Spanish. When I get back to Adelaide, or here in Almaty, I need to take Spanish classes. For people who ask why, I say that it is a very useful language. Lets just leave it at that.

So here I am writing my blog, doing AIESEC stuff and feeling hungry (im going to have some sardines, bachelor much?:P)

So everyone remember to stay safe, live every day with more intent than the last, and don't dwell on negative things. It just puts everyone in a negative mood. There is an expression. Shit happens. Get past it, and your fine.

Kind Regards
The bry bry.


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