Foreword. Well, not everyone liked the first part, some didn't even like it very much. Directly at the disclaimer level, I declare that, in general, I have nothing to do with Crimea, I did not set myself the goal of denigrating, in principle, they do it well without me.
And, by the way, the best confirmation is what the local "entrepreneurs" from the tourist industry, who are waiting for tourists, have arranged in the Crimea and Krasnodar Territory. If Matvienko herself was indignant at how prices began to rise after the next closure of Turkish resorts for Russians - well, only that is what Putin has to be indignant with.
Of course, Matvienko slightly exaggerated in terms of the fact that “One day in a hotel in Crimea costs the same as a week-long tour to Egypt on the“ all inclusive ”system. But as far as I understood, having visited the Crimea myself - this would be the best deal for the locals. Sweet dream. And today the motto "Instead of a ruble for a Turk - three for a Crimean" is the reality of the day, alas.
Somehow you know, not quite in our own way in this regard, they behave like “ours” in Crimea. In ours it seems like. But they behave exactly as the neighbors used to behave. I don't see any difference at all. And the further I look, the better I understand that in financial terms, oh, how expensive Our Crimea will cost us.
Well, today are my impressions of Feodosia.
The town is funny. It would be interesting to see what kind of nightmare it turns into during the season. Narrow crooked streets, lack of parking, in general - now it is not easy to drive, and what will happen in the summer, thank God, I will not see.
Met just the funniest hello. There was no other place than a printing house, which is a pity.
Feodosia is a city that disappointed me even more abruptly than Kerch. In general, I went there with a great desire to visit the gallery of my favorite artist Aivazovsky. I even postponed the trip for a day, since Wednesday was a day off in the work schedule. And so on Thursday, March 26, I found myself in front of the closed doors of the gallery.
The security guard, who was lazily talking to someone from the gallery staff, calmly explained that the gallery was closed for repairs. From March 16. To my indignant cry why this is not on the site that I visited on March 24, I was calmly told so: well, there is an ad on a piece of paper hanging on the door ...
Thank God now, a month later, an announcement was made on the site. But it was very unpleasant. Two of the two, Adzhimushkai and the Aivazovsky Gallery - this is, you know, strong. About the same as a demonstration of the proprietary Crimean neglect. Impressive, by the way.
For the rest, Theodosia was as sad as Kerch. Yes, a very nice local museum, a strong Greek part of it.
There is a tiny section dedicated to the Great Patriotic War, very interesting examples of small arms weapons.
A very interesting photo exhibition of the Romanov family. And a masterpiece hall with handicrafts made by local reenactors. Swords, axes, armor ... And you can take pictures with them, if you really want to, the owners do not mind. Generally handy guys.
And in principle, this is the second and last positive point. The first is that the monuments and memorials dedicated to the Great Patriotic War are taken care of.
And the Eternal Flame in Feodosia, unlike the hero-city of Kerch, is really Eternal. I hope I don’t have to explain how the Eternal Flame differs from any other. As in other cities, where on memorable dates they bring a balloon and light it up for a couple of hours. I know those, yes.
The rest of Theodosia is ruins. Cruel and merciless. It is very strange to read about the Tower of Constantine as a sight. Especially after you see this heap of stones, surrounded by a fence.
No attempts to preserve this architectural monument. The fence - that's all. Naturally, there are enough holes in the fence for everyone to enter the territory of the ruin. And there is something to break.
And in general, the ruin hanging over the heads in the center of the city is not a tourist attraction. On the contrary, it causes some anxiety and sadness at the same time.
But the Tower of Constantine (as well as all similar monuments around and in Feodosia) cannot be compared with the ruins of a Genoese fortress.
From the outside at first it looks like nothing. Majestic and on a grand scale. In general, this is a whole cluster of various monuments, but they are all located on the territory of the church. But the fortress is a separate topic.
Communicating with one of the employees of the local administration, I asked the question, why do they allow themselves to have such horror? The answer was simple: "Well, we have a fortress in Sudak in very good condition."
That's so interesting. There is one fortress for the whole Crimea - and, in principle, enough. The rest of the time and effort should be devoted to driving in money from those who come during the aforementioned season.
And therefore, going inside the "monument" you can see anything you want, up to the panties drying on the ropes. Because the "monument", the XIV century, by the way, is inhabited!
As you can see, looking inside the "monument", you can learn a lot.
For example, how cool it is to build houses for yourself inside a seemingly historical and architectural reserve and an object of cultural heritage of the peoples of the Russian Federation of federal significance. And before that - the Ukrainian heritage. And before the Ukrainian - the Soviet.
The part that is under the jurisdiction of the church, as expected, looks better. They managed to stop time there, and everything looks decent.
Monument to Afanasy Nikitin, who here prayed for several days to grant him a successful journey across the three seas.
Of course, now many Crimean people will say that "yes, we are only seven years old ..." and stuff like that. Oh well. This is how the joyful signs in the cities report that it has been seven years since "Crimea returned home." Well, in seven years it would be possible to sweep the hallway and put things in order in the kitchen.
Or will we talk about this in thirty years? Sorry, I may not live. I cannot help but remain silent about what Turkish cities and towns are like. Or Egyptian. And as in Spain, in every village they groom and cherish their own fortress. And the Spaniards have fortresses there at every turn. It is clear that the Crimea, firmly stuck in the seventies, both in terms of infrastructure and in terms of brains, is not a competitor to Turkey.
Therefore, we must hope that the good President Putin will declare another embargo on Turkey and it will be possible to calmly tear ten skins from the Russians. There is nothing to roll out across Turkey, and even in "all inclusive". Crimea must be supported. And do not act here with what is good or bad. After all, Crimea voted seven years ago, and therefore everything is only good and very good in it.
Yes, the author is very one-sided. He has a wonderful sea and for some reason the raised prices do not cause patriotic ecstasy, however, they never did. As well as the obligatory dolphin repositories present in every Crimean town and village.
The author wants something strange. Give him objects of cultural and historical heritage. In good condition, with guides, with an intelligible exposition. Arousing interest, not a feeling of disgust and a feeling of wretchedness. Here's how this complex, for example:
I love it when it's beautiful and tasty. And even spiritually.
And to pay three times more in comparison with Turkey or Egypt in the Crimea is very patriotic, right? But - for some reason it does not pull. It's a matter of taste, though. Someone even like Abkhazia, which is stuck at the level of the 60s. And with the male population, firmly stopped somewhere at the level of the Stone Age. The eco-reserve is as follows: magnificent nature ... But Abkhazia is not Russia.
But Crimea, where the majority of people dream of how to cut more money from visitors in the cursed and blessed season, is now Russia. Yes, it is no better than the Krasnodar Territory, but at least there is no such pump there.
By the way, I absolutely do not want to say that everyone in Crimea is such huckster who dream of seasonal money. There are also exceptions, and the farther from the South Coast, the more there are. Exclusively in contrast to those who are now happily rubbing their hands at the prospect of personal enrichment at the expense of those who did not end up in Turkey, I’ll just tell you about the Crimeans, who can really serve as an example of a completely different kind.
Simferopol coach, distributor, bike traveler and just a wonderful person Andrey Bobrov, founder of the Velodobro movement and Alik Alexandrov.
They collect and accept old and obsolete (at first glance) bicycles, restore them and give them to children from low-income families. The money for this is provided by funds in the form of grants, but hands and time are priceless.
No advertising, they don't need advertising. It's just that everyone has their own Crimea. And to each, as they say, his own.
At the end of this story, I want to say that alas, but to be continued. I realized one thing - this in some respects too autonomous republic needs to be stirred, and stirred from the heart. Otherwise, they will remain there at the same level of the seventies. But you need to evolve and think about something no less important than the money-making season.
After the first publication, I found volunteers who will spend their vacation in Crimea, and they will take an interest in this topic a little more closely.
So - see you on the Crimean shores!