As I became true tourist
Day the first - True pohodnik.I have woken up in Simferopol, is vigorous and happy with myself. The conductor did not begin to bother all for an hour before arrival, and I managed to have a sleep, instead of to examine columns flashing behind a window with an idea: " Well when, when we shall arrive eventually ". At station almost all slept(burn), svernuvshis-skukozhivshis in wooden armchairs. " Fi as it is indecent to sleep so inconveniently " - I have thought, have had breakfast and have fallen asleep.
Ridiculously to recollect, how sensations vary. The huge backpack, a special jacket, bandana on a head - simply masquerade and an excellent(a different) occasion seemed to me, that, what everybody, tyknuv in me a finger, has said: " Look, it(she) pretends, it(she) not present(true) pohodnik! " Is more true, I baldela from all these "accessories".
In uslovlennoe time naive turistka has approached(suited) to left-luggage offices on the first platform. Having seen group, has tried to calculate a conductor. All suetilis, ran, continuously something pulled out and back thrust in backpacks, and only moderately well-fad comrade in glasses(spots), costing(standing) hardly in storonke, umilenno and it is melancholic behind it(this) observed, eating an apple.
" Andrey? " - voprosila I. "Ugu" - have answered me through an apple.
Naive (but great in the future) turistka was frightened strongly was surprised. The conductor on my expectations should develop the most rough activity, rushes around of this Brown movement on an orbit, to have time to supervise all, and to distribute instructions(indications).
I have leant to stenochke near to it(him) and began to examine other people. All were engaged in that stuffed provisions on backpacks. To get acquainted - to fraternize hastened(hurried) nobody.
To start it was necessary from settlement Grape where we have reached by a trolley bus. Practically on rise, a hail " where?! ", us has besieged any polutrezvyj type. Through a stream scold (this expression earlier I considered(counted) as simply art reception) we have caught some sense: this type - the forester, and we are silly people, we go to a dangerous place where us can hit, having accepted for deers. And with deers us will confuse necessarily if we shall not persuade it(him) to lead us.
On a marge, already having left ours " talismanom from short-sighted hunters ", we have cheered up perekusom and have gone(send) on storm began to rise upwards. And here at me the hysterics has begun, awfully it wanted to me to burst out crying, because I simply could not rise on a hill when all the others have already disappeared in a wood. " I shall go home, I cannot go " - the only thing that has occurred also language. Andrey has not allowed me to run away, for what to it(him) huge gratitude.
It(He) has taken away a part of things from my backpack, and any miracle has persuaded to creep on this hill. Then we went, went and again went on a wood, both upwards, and downwards. I have ceased to be pleased to descents(releases), in fact after them rises began. " A hike it is heavy, not cheerfully and humiliating if you trudge right at the end of group " - I have solved. With toskoju, having noticed for the next abrupt rise, has heard - " the Halt! "
In the evening there was a present(true) tourist supper - macaroni with tushenkoj. Behind a mug of tea, the conductor has offered voluntary - compulsory game " and now all of us we shall get acquainted ". Everyone should to something tell about itself. And I have silently crept away in tent to sleep, because hated all and with anybody did not wish to communicate.
Day of the second - it will not be sick.
In the morning I awfully would not like to wake up. Sides - otmjaty karematom, in the street it is-is opposite syro. And in general, if already you sleep on the ground what sense to leave outside?" A breakfast, a breakfast! " - the conductor has announced and on its(his) shout my stomach has responded.
" They can anything and not leave " - I have gloomy thought, creeping out from tent. To check in the morning popular wisdom " in the big family a beak do not click ", with damage for itself, almost run wild turistka, has not risked.
All stood, having bent near the smoked boiler, and it is personal nagrebali any white weight. " Uuu.. Porridge " - opoznala I the most unloved porridge. Together with a full bowl gurmanka has hidden back in tent and a little pokovyrjalas in a dish. " Hm.. So at us nothing will turn out " - the insipid weight at all did not stimulate appetite. Then as afrodiziaka, i.e. seasonings, hungry puteshestvennitsa used polpalki dry kolbaski. I had a porridge with meat and the reason why it is not necessary to leave outside.
For the sake of tea it was necessary, having offered rest to get out " of a small house ". All company kindly prihlebyvala a soup (mate). As hungry cobras who have already swallowed a rat, but now have noticed which - that more finely, but too alive, comrades on a hike have stared at me, having surrounded a semicircle a log on which I have sat down.
" And we yesterday all got acquainted " - whether have bragged, whether the high blonde of uncertain age with a sour mine of the school director of studies has complained.
I was in an environment. Also has handed over javki, passwords biographic data - a name, age, an occupation. Feeling the guerrilla, which else plainly has not woken up and consequently not strongly experiences, I am lazy examined "fascists" through a smoke of tea. "Fascists" could not think what to do(make) with such gift - both to leave it is impossible, and to drag with itself - not hunting.
" And how you here have appeared? "-have continued conversation-interrogation
" According to friends " - I have got rid of the responsibility on than not povinnyh people and have tried to be washed off in tent. It was not possible. Vigorous kievljanka, similar to the boy a short hairstyle and full absence koketstva, already turned off our haven.
" Only nemnozhechko we shall rise on a plateau, and all the day long we shall go on equal wide road " - has promised a conductor.
I have believed, as the ill child that "will not be sick" wishes to trust and was again put to a backpack. The group has vigorously begun to mince on wood tropkam.
On a plateau it was cold, I have put on a jacket, a cap, breeches under jeans and, at last, have ceased to abuse myself, that have typed(collected) a heap of warm things. Also has borrowed(occupied) in narcissism,
Having felt the real severe tourist (there was no only a snow, beards and ledoruba).
You kogda-nibud saw, how the man is sincerely pleased at a kind blue sviterka, decorated graceful vjazju an ornament?
" Aaa! The Sweater! It(he) at you superfluous?! " Andrey-has exclaimed.
" Anything, me it is not heavy, thanks " - noble lady from excessive care has waved away, pushing jersey back in a backpack.
" Give it(him) here! " - has ordered prodrogshy a conductor.
Owing to the kindness I have got rid of a superfluous thing and have admired pretty "blonde" in glasses(spots) and maminom a sweater.
As soon as I have learned to go correctly: " small short steps, distributing(allocating) forces ", also has almost started to take pleasure, the nature, pohihikav above mighty puteshestvennitsej, has included a wind more feasibly.
" I strong, courageous also shall rise to Roman Kosh if me will not blow off " - I frightened, cautiously admiring kind Babugan jajly from edge(territory) of breakage, trying to not become of a part of this landscape for ever.
From the highest point of Crimea pensive strannitsa expected sharp rocks and kites sitting on them. And it is the big grey hill, with a hill of stones on top. Having taken offence, that gornopokritelnogo a feat nobody has noticed mine, " imperceptible Dzho " has subdued Novel Kosh once again, having got up on this kuchku.
And not having waited an applause, I have joined group (has caught up with them on descent(release)).
It was in the distance visible to m-about-about-ре. Here there it was beautiful, warmly, it is green and solnechno. And here we went in a dust and a fog, as herd of hobbits (well one small slabenky the hobbit there was exact). I was hurted(was ill;was sick) with legs, fingers on legs(foots), and, in general, were rubred I did not understand, what for have left the fine valley and as it is possible to take pleasure in these kinds when simply it would be desirable to fall and lay, and it is necessary to follow these disgustingly vigorous comrades.
Our parking has appeared in redenkom to a wood, with a kind to Gurzuf, Artek and the Bear mountain. Under us there was a village Guerrilla. On a command(team) " a halt! " I tumble down on a back, having felt itself a huge turtle with a 75-liter armour on a back.
Pacification! It comes, when you will have supper, razljazheshsja in tent, will hear " what we good fellows! " And it is modest with it(this) you will agree.
I, at last, have noticed, how around beautifully and began to keep ringing harkovchanam which do not see it(this). The beloved has been borrowed(occupied), mum has not taken a tube. To please favourite people (to take pleasure in another's envy) it was not possible.
In the evening of the beginnings nakrapyvat a rain. Having trained, the rain became a rain and has dispersed the company on tents. Thus, time of a dream has come(stepped) hours per seven evenings. The dream did not guess it(this).
Kievljanka Natasha invigorated us with histories about subjugators of snow tops with the freezed finitenesses. These(it) " for the night " should suggest fairy tales that our situation (cold tent blown through by a wind and leaking walls) at all does not cost(stand) experiences.
Me did not please bajki and chance to be ill, therefore I have decided to change the subject by means of a magic medicine for colds and bad weather - some cognac.
Remember a stage from film " In a jazz only to the girl " when there is " a party on the second shelf "? At us the holiday (in separately taken tent) too has turned out. Became warmly and cosy when we, giggling, have started up a flask on a circle.
I did not collide(face) with alive vegetarians earlier and, not wishing to offend Natasha's religious food belief, have delicately taken an interest at it(her), whether it is possible to put cheese near to sausage or it(she) it(him) then will not is?
It(She) has supported(maintained) my anxiety (about cheese) and has divided(undressed) a modest meal with us.
And then we tried to fall asleep, under noise and kap a rain
Day the third - Donkey in a harness.
The heart-rending cry "RICE!!!", has woken me to morning.The tent was damp, I too. Pools were not, but from a ceiling continued pokapyvat so to wash it was not necessary. I have woken up akkurat by a breakfast which tried to prepare for a conductor. But on a culinary stage fig. did not wish to appear
sbu-шник from Kiev 2 days the package of rice in a backpack bore(carried), but has noticed it, only when the group rummaged the holdalls on second time. " Shaky turistka " obzavidovalas. What mighty chelovechishche! Personally I remembered each pack hlebtsev, laying in my backpack, and tried to get rid of a superfluous cargo at any opportunity. It is especially remarkable looked(appeared) on a halt when all naperegonki pulled out meal (sprats, hlebtsy, sausage). The complete set "perekusochnyj" (on one piece of each position) was formed for pair the seconds, "late" with a sigh hid canned food back.
We send(have left) in a way. Drizzled. First I pretended, that the rain is not present. The rain has taken offence and has switched a mode of functioning with "is weak" on "norms(rates)". When this "fact" has started to flow down at me on the person(face), it was necessary to pull out poncho. I have dressed myself and the backpack, becoming similar on the fighter of branch himzashchity with the confidential equipment on a back.
And here on road the controllable barrier has seemed lonely, nobody. All group has reasonably rounded an automobile barrier. The conductor has dived under a barrier with a backpack on shoulders and has safely come up on the other hand. It wanted to me to repeat a pirouette - in fact easier(simply) to go with a backpack I already has learned! As a result " the performer of free exercises under a log " was hooked for a crossbeam and began to represent a large bat, sprosonja got stuck in a tree. " Mighty chelovechishche " has removed(has taken off) me from "branch", and on poncho has appeared small dyrochka from - for mine trepyhany.
It was only the beginning of our today's adventures. Dear readers, you yet have not forgotten, what we go on the present(true) reserve? And we have forgotten.
The drizzle has amplified, and now we moved in a grey fog. I constantly lagged behind. Was sadly and melancholy, thus it was necessary to go forward and forward. Obviously, such mood " oslika in a harness " was at everything because on Besedku winds we have passed(missed) turn. It was necessary to come back.
In a damp fog us has overtaken "bobik". To merge with a landscape it has not turned out, but on persons(faces) prodrogshih tourists last hope was read: " perhaps will not notice group of fourteen person ".
From the machine(car) send(have left) three lovely smiling people, all as on selection - robust fellows in a camouflage. One of foresters with itself had a gun with which it(he) holded on a shoulder.
I was such tired and got wet, that not strongly was frightened of Guards of a wood, a field and deers. As them men more interested. Defenders of the nature have directed to a conductor and other courageous tourists. A tirade about deers by which we prevent to be made multiple copies, I listened sideways and in a half-ear. Provident puteshestvennitsa has got cellophane bags and has started to pack into them the cold legs. One package was dark blue, and another white, I in any way could not find pair. While to us told about the nature of reserve, laws of Ukraine and our meaningly bad behaviour, I was in time: to change clothes (to change wet jeans on damp sports), doest sweets to communicate to a couple of a newly-married couple from the Western Ukraine.
Security guards of reserve have started to start by turns members of group to themselves in avto. There there was a writing(spelling) of the application(statement) on the penalty.
After departure "bobika", Andrey has drawn legally-tourist conclusions: " there Is all so simply! In reserve officially you will not get for any money! And you will receive the receipt on the penalty and you can walk how many you want ".
And we have gone(send) to walk further. The rain has decided to not be over-modest any more, and has turned to a stable downpour. Few times having caught up with Andrey, I began nyt, that it would be necessary to eat. It(he) wiped glasses(spots), examined vicinities and melancholically shrugged shoulders.
It seemed to me very severe - not only that tired, suffered prolonged anxiety, so also hungry!
To long there were no forces. To go too. And other variant was not.
Thanks the major from Kiev which went in the end of group and patiently waited me when I lagged behind. It is much easier to go, when there is someone near to you.
Day the fourth - Hens above Mangup.
Here tut-that also has begun the present(true) fun. We have solved (someone has knocked on a head, and the others have appeared not against) to arrange to myself shashlychok at top Mangupa. A huge mutton side, have decided to leave, where laid, and have bought(purchased) the hens, ten pieces. I happy because has made as it would be desirable instead of as it is necessary, on the sly realized an event. Namely: I till now in damp boots, in stockings (2 pairs trousers lay wet in a backpack) and long krutke. The most surprising, that nobody was pinned from it(this). Have probably solved, that at me style such - on a wood in stockings to go or stayed in a shock, that I was not washed off in a civilization. Separate thanks the person who has left at bottom of mountain of a stick for walking. They have fine helped(assisted) me. On Mangup we (Anna Pavlovna) have risen easily enough. Meal in a backpack any more was not, and there were we not under a rain.I have seen karaimskoe a cemetery. On both parties(sides) of a footpath stone gravestones, under the form similar on domoviny, inscriptions-th Hebrew laid. The son of pair from Israel has translated(transferred) one of them, it has appeared, that epitafii differ from modern a little: ' Dear, favourite to the grandfather from... ' At the top of mountain it was fantastically beautiful - all footpaths of a thricket emerald travkoj, among dry bushes grey ruins of a various degree razvalennosti - from the base up to almost decent walls, and on each side mountains - a kind on two huge valleys, with bright spots(stains) of green, yellow and scarlet foliage towered.
We began to look after a mink for a dream. (Mangup - capital of ancient princedom Feodoro. People there lived in caves which hollowed out at top of mountain. And the mountain is a big hill with a stone knob)
Guess, what premise(room) has appeared the most spacious and cosy? Prison. We have gone down in a hall, on one of which walls there was the memorial tablet devoted ' to the person very loved(liked) mountain ', and to me became as - that not on itself. And at all on itself to me became, when I have seen a step in our new house. There there were no hand-rail.. Any! They went simply on edge(territory) of breakage. I have recollected cognac for a supper, an approaching darkness and vozopila: ' And how we here in the evening boom to go? And can it is not necessary? ', on what the conductor has philosophically answered: ' it is cautious. But if you want, you can look for other place '. I have sighed and have presented, that to me is not terrible almost, well, can hardly - hardly... Well, ' podstrahujte me, please, and better simply take down(demolish) downwards '.
In ours ' ' we have put prison tents. In a cave was two greater(big) halls and some chambers of-singles. Have scattered have spread out things to drying and have gone upward on a glade. All was remarkable: both the kept waiting hens, and spring water, there was no only a brushwood. To a hike behind fire wood has gone almost all crowd. I, as the laziest responsible(crucial), have remained to look after for ' the kid ' (15-тилетний the teenager on a head above me).
' It is fine Mangup at night when the full moon shines(covers) it(him) ', but the superfluous step to the right or to the left can appear the last. Therefore nalobnyj a small lamp it is desirable to not switch off, look under legs(foots), and to inform ' to colleagues ', that has run in a cave behind a bowl, or they start to be pleased in advance to worry - ' suddenly you have fallen down from mountain! '.
When our nonconventional tourist supper was already extinguished, representatives of local diaspora neformalov, in quantity(amount) of two pieces have welcome. Obviously behind our bread-shall merge(bread-salt). Delegation accepted in a friendly way (the first 5 minutes), then-сдержанно, potom-have formed the circle around of a fire, having left them slowly to talk among themselves. The supper was almost ready. We (greedy hungry tourists) have started to be nervous.
' the Diplomatic message ' was carried out by children(guys) from Israel. The wife has educated visitors, about that at us two different companies. The spouse has supported(maintained) it(her), having added, ' let dear(expensive) visitors will clear the purpose of visit: to attempt, have a drink, or something another ' and has expressed confidence, that, undoubtedly, to it(him;them) will help(assist). ' Newcomers ' it is proud have declared, that absolutely nothing is necessary for them, ' simply passed by ', and were dissolved in darkness.
Behind the additive it was possible to approach(suit) you will not burst yet (by contrast with a usual supper when considered(counted), how many spoons of a porridge on everyone).
Evening of revelations has begun. One of pairs it has appeared not ' present(true) '! Children(Guys) from Moscow, have told, that they not the husband and the wife, and is simple ' are friends since school years ', and ' can we shall get married, years in 35 if there will be no other variants '. Following news us Vadim (was(former) harkovchanin, nowadays the programmer in one of banks of Israel) has struck. It appears, on a local climate it is impossible to drink kreplenye drinks and cognac it(he) did not try(taste) 2 years.
I, (a heavy sigh), remembered a ladder above breakage and drank more likely symbolically, than for pleasure.
The conductor has told Andrey, that such supper for its(his) all camp life was not...
Already in tent we fairly tried to fall asleep. But when from next ' numbers ' it was distributed hrap, similar to an opera aria by the power and originality, at us the hysterics has begun. Choking with laughter, Andrey has written down vocal number that in the morning to please ' the executor ', not all to us to enjoy!
I have left for the night ' to admire ' a kind '. The valley was shone by sparks, pleasantly reminding as it is far from us a civilization.
Anna Miller, Kharkov.