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The 8th stage: Balaclava / Sevastopol (Ukraine) -> Kerch (Ukraine), 30 and July 31 to avoid tiring

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wanted to make the most of the day (July 30) and got it.

By manhana Sebastopol. Not bad, but nothing compared to Odessa.

was Sunday and the Russian Navy Day. The streets, parks and promenades were full of Russians, with their flags and all (some nostalgic flying another flag with the hammer and sickle). So there was a concert of Russian music, traditional and modern, in a square next to the sea.

Apparently, Crimea was once part of Russia, and must have a very strong Russian minority. This is probably the reason why a majority of residents of this autonomous republic are in opposition to Ukrainian President Yushchenko, pro-European.

Afternoon boat from the port of Balaclava to beaches. Clear water and ideal temperature. People do free camping wherever and whenever you want, but are real piggy: leave all the garbage strewn beach and mountains, where they block shit. A pity, because the environment does not deserve. Monteferro reminded me when I was Pequenho.

July 31.

or so I get up early. Minibus + Trolley Bus Station Balaclava to Sevastopol. My destiny is to Kerch, the greatest city in eastern Crimea, where he will cross, the next day, the Russian border.

Well, the next bus to plaza does not leave until 12:10 pmna table outside, just in front of Vladimir Ilich Ulyanov, staring at me as if to say: "Damn capitalism. livechat Someday volverremos to the rrevolusion. I'll take your car!"

Rest of Travel: Bus to Kerch, which came from the coast at the height of Alushta. Followed into the interior, Simferopol and then turned east, via Feodosia. During the journey to speak with a Russian little girl returning from his holidays with his family, and complained how hard it had been made to travel by the former Soviet Union countries. Among other things he told me that in Crimea there is great discontent among the Russian minority, you have to learn Ukrainian in a land that time was Russian, and cases of corruption at the border. They, for example, made them pay 50 dollarsbecause your cat did not have the right papers. Anyway. Reach

Kerch at about 10:30 pm. I approached a taxi driver and told him I wanted a cheap hotel. In 5 minutes I was, again, in receiving one of these monstrosities built by the communists consecutive passages, rooms without Xeito none. The receptionist, who only spoke with a taxi driver, would not register. For what seemed to understand me, I was afraid if the Ukrainian visa, whether he had to register it, etc. Is not yet found out that Ukraine does not need visas for most nationalities. In short, when finally agreed, and left me there to sleep. Manhana ... Russia!