The first night, when we were so close to the nature, was wonderful. Baikal rustled quietly and raindrops started to fall closer to the morning. It was warm in the tend and sleeping there was quite comfortable, but, unfortunately, we had to get up as it was our turn stay on guard.
We had planned to leave for Arshan today. There had to be a spa with hotsprings, a hostel and, of course, beautiful nature. In the morning, rain was falling nonstop, so we had to eat cold breakfast. While we were eating, we were talking about what to do as we had no tickets for the bus.
"Gentlemen" from neighbour group, Juris and Zigis, walked to Slyudyanka once again to meet the boss of bus station, then auto bases cheif, after that - Chief of Party Committee. Matter gets solved easily at so high level and they provided us with a special bus. But while we packed our tents and got there on time, bus had taken in other passangers and was long as gone. We called local government and again waited while they and bus traffic controller got the buss to return and pick us as well.
At last we were on our way! After three hours of driving by rivers, little villages, where they grow potatoes at the best case, but mostly weeds, we arrived at Arshan.
We didn't know where we would stay for the night. Hostel was in process of being reconstructed and it was raining. We got an advice to go to the hostel anyway and talk with workers there. Maybe they will let us stay there for the night. They generosity was equal to the amount of alcohol we provided and they let us stay. We got comfy and started to prepare the dinner on improvised workers' stove, which could give us a deadly electric shock any moment. We finished our meal and went to sleep.
Maija
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