Yesterday, we left Tobolsk as quickly as possible to reach Abalak, a small town 25 km away, to visit a monastery. Recently refurbished, the monastery hosts two churches and welcomes crippled Russians for rehab.
Actually, we met many alcoholic in the village’ streets, and actually this was much more interesting than the monastery itself. We walked around, passed by three mini-markets where amazing scenes were taking place: a guy asked us to buy a beer from him, as he was banned form the shop. A young teenager ran after her dad in another shop to prevent him from buying alcohol. And finally, as we were waiting for the bus to come back, we observed two kids playing with their mum and grandma.
On the back scene : isbas, isbas, isbas.
In Abalask, like in many other Siberian villages I guess, every transportation’ mean is worth being used: tractors, horses, former military trucks, side cars, mountain bikes, girly bicycles… Here comes the portfolio, by chronological order.
It was very cold today, I had all my warmer clothes with me, I hope it’s not gonna be this way from now on…