From the Baltics with love!
now there they have a “Museum of the occupation and the Russian occupation” and FIE on rosenow; we now are Swedes and Germans come to get drunk and puke in the Old town
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I was recently in my beloved Riga, where he spent the best days of my youth, now there they have a “Museum of the occupation and the Russian occupation” and FIE on rosenow; we now are Swedes and Germans come to get drunk and puke in Old Riga”; – when I am a alien crawled out from the bar and sat Wed-th right there in the street. Europe! And Latvian policemen came it under the white hands and the toilet was lucky, sir!
Okay, well, we were “reptiles-occupiers” they have built factories and institutions, and to heat it we you why must now? We have China and India all gas buys at the root! And we have electronics, and fresh fruit for pennies.
And we can now buy in Latvia or in Europe in General? – NO-CHE-GO! Sprats? Eat your sprats themselves. In America, for example, no one eats. In Brooklyn all the sprats! Neither blacks nor Latinos nor the Chinese do not take Baltic sprats! Why are sprats, if I bought fresh fish from the ocean?
Next, my path lay through Poland to Prague.
Crossing the borders of Poland, I understand that he was not even in the 90s and in the 80s. the temporary film “Bonne and the rest.” Ruin and weeds along the railway, the once beautiful Warsaw, the centre still retains remnants of the former prosperous, but the Christmas lights will not cover, shabby facades, which was ten years. Slightly to the side, to the sleeping areas – find yourself in “Area of darkness” Arseniy Gonchukov. Shabby Khrushchev, dirt and debris on the streets from all the achievements of civilization plastic box some where, all the first floor parlors “Tattoo” and “Sex services” if the population ever does.
Old and young, for the most part go in the old “unkillable” cheap, black, Turkish jackets knee. Yes in those in which we went to in the 90s, it is now even Gypsies and Uzbeks styatsa to wear, and don’t sell any where, only the garbage you can find.
In the evening Board the train to Prague, the guide warns – say, at night, close the Windows and doors, tie straps and handles do not open even to me. Often in the train on the stretch at night, penetrate Gypsies, sprayed in the compartment sleeping gas and robbed.
Still woke up alive and not robbed. It was neat, like gingerbread houses, manicured fields and beautifully dressed people.
I’m in the Czech Republic! Blessing Hello Prague!
Valery Rozanov, doctor of psychology
PS and here are the impressions the reader wrote. –
commented material today at 04:16 #
Personally I have the most disgusting experience of road travel (forced transit to Germany) to Poland, especially from the blind waitresses, simple creatures. A simple example. The grandson would not eat a soup that I in a cafe ordered him and myself and asked for a sandwich with tea, so this altargana in a dirty apron polacca pig brought him two pieces of bread with a bit of frozen sausage dirty rusty color. She demonstrated her ignorance of the Russian language what is a sandwich in the centre of Warsaw. The train from Warsaw to Gdansk – it just stole from the Museum a long time on this junk I did not go. I’m not talking about a hotel room in the centre of gdańsk – it was the den of the days of solidarity with the night knocks at the door of the port of prostitutes.
Back on the boat we were coming back through Amsterdam and Scandinavia, but that would not go to Poland.
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