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I still remember i have this blog )
I in fact could write here only being somewhere abroad. For example now I'm in Helsinki, going to work with mask as a street performer to the central railway station.

I'm still here )
A lot of different events happens after last post here.
I returned from Turkey. Mostly living both in St.Petersburg and Moscow, allso I traveled to Vilnius and Kazan, to the west and east from center. In Vilnius was pleasant festival of open-air art. In Kazan - the traditional (the 18th, to be accurate) convent of role-playing games Zilantkon-2008. Now again I'm in St.Petersburg, have some work here as comedian in "mr.Pejo's wondering dolls" team.
Being in russian-speaking society, I'm too lazy to write in english except this short message ,)

I searched for Rainbow geathering but found super-comercial camping.
I was especialy shoked with how people who works there looks to others: as at torists, sacks with money and nothig more. It's alike russian trafic police do.
I allso was shoked how people hide there own decigipns behind mystical Management of the valey and rules. It's vety unpleasent.

Coming to Butterfly waley, I think is the worst expirience in Turkey. Don't go there.

I'm once more in Kash. This time living with friends, Gusha and Laco, enjoing smell of fowers in hot wet air. High season here is still going on. Ofcource, every evening make fire show in the sqare befor the monument of Ataturk. Every day play Go, mostly loosing with taktiks. I think i could live this life severel days, and then The Road apeals to me once more.
Obviously.
10 days to back flight to Moscow.

After rainy Ararat and eastern Anatoly,
after wonderful Ankara and friendly Denis's house
after grain groving on volcanical tufs on the way to İzmir
- once more i came to Cheshme. Here are the same children-spectators but this time i could talk to them, and it's so much pleasure for us boath! They are street children and so i see them not az children but as small elders.
They are copies of the same software as me, but run years and years after i was.

Yet my turkish is not good enough to read turkish web, but i'm close to it. This are some links to go associations in Turkey
İSTANBUL TEKNİK ÜNİVERSİTESİ GO KULÜBÜ - http://www.igoku.itu.edu.tr/ , Cappuchino Kafe, Beşiktaş
Turkish Go Players Association - http://www.tgod.org.tr/ , Ankara - Orta Dünya Kafe, Kızılay; İkaros Kültür Evi, Kızılay

This are some online go bo books.
http://www.scribd.com/groups/view/2510-go-baduk-wei-chi
Among them i'd like to mention "The Elementary Go Series" - i read The opening, and it gives me very much; and 38 joseki, but was not ready to it yet. Thees books are very good and i'd like to buy them with time.

Allso this is the post of a man, who brought me to go playing, about how go players of different skill feels themself.
http://amarr.livejournal.com/120735.html
May be i'll translate it in english later, for it seems to me interesting - boath to translate and to do someones the posibility to now it.

What is go game? (wikipedia)

Here a lot of internet kafe, cheep enough to play online "go". Now i do it dayly and a little improved my skill. Now i close to honest 12k KGS, and once more it gives me pleasure!

Ararat is wonderful, too )))) and tomorrow i'm going to look at İshak pasha palace here, in Dogubayasit. Today here was a terrible rain, first i've seen in Turkey. And on green grass near the road lies some snow! Fantastics!

And rainbow.

Last two days - another wind in the mind.
Meet polish girls who lost their backpacks. The driver makes something very strange, because here is very simple find anyone - people usually knows each other in cafes and petrol stations.
Now we are waiting how does the story ends. No one speaks english on local police station enough good to explain us what is going on.
After several speeches with loacal young man, enginers and medicals, the country doesn't seems so wonderful. Very big bugs with women and how them to travel. Now i touched it, and angry for people around. İt's a little bit silly.

Briefly: i come to Erzarum yesterday from Dijarbakyr, which is hot and wonderful and very 'etnical' ). i write about it a lot in my russian blog, so no repeat. now i'm choosing between go at first to Van and then to Kars ore in the other order.
two days ago i meet girls from Poland, traveling the same way as me, but they are going to Georgia, and i - not. May be i can catch them somewhere on Van, so i probably ı get at first there. And moreover, i decide to buy a mobile phone to have some connection with world, not only web.
so after eastern journey i have to get to the coast and work hard to repair the lack of money, but this ok, i believe i'll succeed in it.

Tomorrow will be solar eclipse. this is good scheme of how it goes -

http://www.eclipse.org.uk/eclipse/0312008/



according to it i will see 12% eclipse in it's maximum, and it will be at 10.34 UT that is 12.34 local time

in Moscow it wıll be 48% eclipse at 13.34 local time.

This and previous days I stay in Goreme, among Kapadokian beauties. A lot of houses, new are built just on ruins of old ones. It seams like mushrooms grow on dead bodies of others.
Volcanical tuf forms here a powerful lajer, in hole about several hundred meters (it seems so), and the volkano is seen at the horizon to the east like a shadow in the sky. Tuf is very soft, so here are several km of erosional relief, deep and narrow waleys with bluff white rocks around which then continues as wide waley with conic crags in them. A lot of foot-walking and ground roads, turists everywhere - so it seems at first.
I found a place where one waley just begins. Old water gethering sistem of tunnels (i suggest that it works as a sort of "kaptaj" when the streem inside the slope catches with a tunnel) still works and some fruit gardens persist from greek time. Here is very silent, some times vilagers come to look after young trees - most of garden is very old, high apple trees and peachs. On the pathway up to the waley grows wonderful old walnut with the trunk about half a meter.
All this is very kind at daytime and appaling, as a house with ghosts, at night. So i live not on the bottom, but on the border, on rocks and enjoy it very much!

Yesterday was the day of wasting mone. I toke a rent scooter and drove around kapodokia, Nevshehir and the most far point - underground city in Derimkuju. The cave city is something like normal near-moscow cave sistem like Sjany or Volodary, but going wery deep inside the earth, threaded on vertical wheels. Small part of the cave is lightened, cleaned and works now as museum. I thought, that it could be a rheme for role-playing game - kapodokia X age.
In hole i spent three times more than usual - about 50 liras. It is what i get after two street shows in Kash or one in Cheshme, not wery much.
But i have to bargain badly vith renting klerk for skooter and after all decreese the price twice. For that, it was very lite skooter, which rejected to start after all. It had foot starter, an i had to kik it for ten minutes, before it works. So, be accurat with old wehicles!

The day ended with smoking a little, alone in old empty arch. Then it was a sort of bad trip, except i divided the silence and sounds of waley and my own, and it brought peace and assurence.

The evening before driver who toke me to Konya gives me as a gift a stony ring, they are cheep suvenires here among others. İt is on my right 4th finger as hi put it. İ get many muslims here wear rings such a way as a simbol of belief.
It makes wonderful things - all day long i feel myself among friendly people and the y help me. It starts with i left my backpack near the mosque, and only documents toke with me. After a day of walking and looking at the town ı saw ıt still in the same place, but a hour later it was not!

So I could be in panik, but ı was not. Few minutes later after talking to people around we get to the polıce ofıcer, and then to polıce station. It was too much - a day long - to stay the backpak ther, they say. So they woried and after all toke it and checked. I had no troubles no loose the time.

Then was wery comfortable and stıl frıendly hıtch-hıkıng to Aksaray and then to Nevshehir, and now i'm ın Kapodokija, and the sense of connection with world longs.

Konya ıs a wery good place, ıf you know how to aproach it. I get here by hitch-hiking, and in the road we speaks wıth the driver mostly about the belief. Unfortunately he speaks german and turkish and ı only turkish a lıttle. But he sayed my skill ıs good for two month of learning, and it was pleasent )
You know, in Konya Dzelaleddin Rumi is buried, another name is Mevlana.
So we talk about Mevlana and Allah a lot. It was quite good, while ı'm neutral to Islam, and allso it was best language practice.
After 200km we take another guy to the car, he was natıve and he knew the way to the Mevlana mausoleum. As we got later, he knew the way but not the strenght but some around all city. So late in the eavening ve all get to the mausoleum and saw ıt closed 'cause it is a museum now and it is cloased at nıght time.
So i spent thıs night on the gallery of nearby mosque, beeıng avaked with a girl-pilgrim at the dawn. She brakes a piece of bred as a breakfast. It was wonderful and i'm still in this sense!

In a few mınutes İ go to the Antalya by hıtch-hıkıng. Some people from here, Kash, sayes ıt's nothıng to do ın Antalia. Generally, ı belıve ıt, but the way gose thıs sıde. And moreover, every tıme ı'm shure wıth somethıng here ıt gets some another way. Fortunately, often ıt goes better!