Russia at sea
What's the luck? We don't know yet ...
Maybe in lying belly up to the top,
And build a palace of sand.
"Memories of the future summer", Arvacheva Lyubov
Russia as it is. Perhaps, it will be necessary to start with memories again.
For the first time I got to Anapa in 1968. And then there were a lot of people (I mean vacationers), but for some reason there were not enough apartments for rent, and my mother and I spent the first night at the bus station.
Not so now: there are no less people, if not more. The water in Anapa, in my opinion, especially on the city beach, is half urine, but ... Around the announcement: for rent, for rent, for rent ...
25 km from Anapa
Well, and already 25 km from Anapa, similar inscriptions are found on every corner. And the conditions are not at all the same as in '68 ... Not huts with amenities on the street, but hotel rooms with TV and air conditioning.
Although the memory of the past lives on to this day! Yes, yes, and we met her right at the camp site we had chosen.
As you know, the most terrible problem of modern man is the problem of choice. In this regard, primitive people were happier than us. They had no choice, and they acted "like everyone else" as they should. We have it. In this case, it was expressed in the fact that there were three "streets" at this camp site: two remained from Soviet times, and one was new. On the new alley, in two rows, there were actually eco-houses made of pine logs, with hot and cold water, a refrigerator, a TV and an air conditioner, which we rarely even turned on, it was so cool inside them even in the heat.
On the middle street, the rooms had air conditioning and a refrigerator, but they were, so to speak, old construction. But the typical rooms of the Soviet era went even further: there is no air conditioning, a corridor system with showers and toilets at the end. There was also a guest room for arriving and departing, so that they could put things there and wait for the transfer to the station or to the airport.
It turns out that "the USSR is still partially alive."
The room had broken furniture with rooms painted in black and lacked a refrigerator and air conditioning. In the neighboring, not a guest, but a living room, the door was therefore wide open, covered with a sheet, and there was a game of cards. That's even how! On the sea, which is literally a stone's throw away, people did not go, but sat in the heat and played. Well, what is it to us?
They folded their things and went out to wait for the car, but someone lived there?
In particular, the girls from the service staff.
- Is it hot there?
- It's hot, but on the sea!
However, remembering our youth and the first trip to the south with my wife in 1978, we would probably also be delighted. I was surprised by something else. Many came to rest here in very expensive cars, but settled in such cheap and hot rooms. But… but on expensive cars.
As far as eco-houses are concerned, it would only be possible to live and live in them.
“We,” the lady administrator told us, “will increase their number, but we will gradually demolish all this squalor”.
And rightly so! People should live and relax in houses, not huts.
Food.
Again, pleasantly surprised. Typical Soviet canteen of the regional committee of the CPSU. Everything is tasty and dietary. Solyanka - so hodgepodge, there are a lot of olives. Goulash is like goulash, but cutlets are made from meat, not bread. Tea - whatever you want: black, green, hot, cold ... That is, you can cook even in the dining room, simply and deliciously. Such a kitchen is especially convenient for children. Already with them, eat them here, absolutely nothing will happen.
However, you can take a room without food, very cheap, and go to dinner in the dining room opposite.
And along the road that runs along the sea and along which all the tourist centers and boarding houses are built, there are all kinds of restaurants, shops and cafes. So you will definitely not stay hungry!
There are a lot of wine shops - here you can find local wines from Abrau-Dyurso and chacha, and cognac ... However, we did not see the men who were "dying to death", and this is very pleasing.
Defense threat
But another sight did not please at all.
Mountains of billowing flesh! Five years ago, it was also full of fat men and fat women, but today their number has clearly increased. In general, it is understandable: after all, Krasnodar Territory, people, so to speak, are inclined.
But there were also cars with Novosibirsk license plates ... And there were people in them, the volumes of which were clearly off scale. So, if somewhere, someone in our country, as some here at VO claim, is starving, then this is clearly not here.
Women with arms as thick as my leg, men, whose copulatory organs were completely hidden under overhanging bellies ... Oh, you can't wish that to an evil enemy.
And, okay, women of age who do not care and who have long begun to overeat at dinner. No! Young ones with extra pounds - in an ever-increasing progression. What will happen to them in old age?
And finally, the worst thing is the children. Children who have grown fat due to the efforts of their parents.
“Oh, you are my ham! - laments one grandmother of many pounds over her grandson-pig and immediately shoves him a pie. - Eat, child, delicious pie.
But the problem of being overweight is directly related to the country's defense capability.
How much excess food is eaten? How much extra money is spent on the treatment of such individuals? How much excess fuel is burned on the transportation of frank fat?
And how much money is spent on paying sick leave due to diseases that arise due to excess weight?
The same covid more readily strikes fat people ...
And everything is there! There are sites dedicated to healthy eating, there are books, there are dietitians. Finally, there are tons of healthy foods to eat. Oh, is she dear? Well, no one has canceled the same oatmeal, as well as a glass of kefir for the night. That is, in words, we condemn the same Americans - "oh, they are bad", and with regard to food (and not only food), we only take an example from them, as if we are participating in a competition: which of us is generally thicker.
Note that there are "quiet" camp sites (read reviews on the Internet), and there are those where loud music - boo-boo-boo - sounds from early morning until late at night. I was always surprised at people without nerves (or without brains) capable of withstanding such a noise effect on vacation, but anyway, they are.
As always, the city, or rather the village beach, turned out to be an interesting place. There are a lot of people, people literally sit on top of each other and are pushed in the water with a solid mass of living. Children scream and squeal, their mothers spank them, fathers calmly "rest" with their belly up. A familiar picture to all of us, isn't it?
It was repeated here as well.
But the most amazing thing is that it is worth only two hundred meters away from this place, as there is nothing like that, and people come across fifty meters from one another.
Well, so as not to get through, eh? Shake excess fat?
But no - splash on the sand and ... "Beer, riba, churchkhela, baklava!" - women-peddlers come and endow you with all this good. And there are also booths with cotton candy, ten kinds of soft ice cream, pasties, the invariable shashlik ... Phew! You are simply amazed at the terrible poverty that befell our people after 1991 ...
But there were also pleasant impressions.
About pleasant
Many young people who lived at our camp went in for sports early in the morning. Children from children's sports camps were taken to the beach, and many. At the same time, they were trained in black, and this is the only way, in my opinion, is it necessary.
We went out to the sea at six o'clock in the morning: a woman with a dog - a charming spitz - was meeting us. I made a doggie - "ah" right on the sand - here, as in Brighton, there is sand and dunes everywhere. And I wouldn’t say a word if she covered all “this” with sand and moved on. At noon, it gets so hot that it becomes sterile. But with her gloved hand she took all “this”, put it in a bag and went to the urn.
"Where are you from, I ask, - before that I saw this only in Girona in Spain."
And she told me: "And everyone in St. Petersburg does exactly that!"
Here! I have always said that St. Petersburg is not only our second capital, but also a city of high culture, and that is exactly how it turned out!
I flew in a small aviation”, Moreover, the flight organizer told me that in the summer he and his comrades (and there are a lot of Russian champions among them!) In this way earn money, but in the winter they teach children how to fly, and for free! Having learned which Internet edition I represent, I said that there are many difficulties on the way of spreading such light-engine aviation in the Russian Federation (for some reason, nothing goes without difficulties), but now they overcome them and try not only for me, but and for the future.
And this is one of the planes there with the author on board. Since the control on it is double, I was asked to curl my legs, do not touch the pedals and not grab the handle between my legs. They also asked not to be photographed before the flight, but only after! So here I am after returning to earth.
I really liked flying on such an airplane!
It is interesting that they set up an airfield for themselves at the bottom of a dried out estuary.
Once again I thought about the military purpose of such aviation, about ready-made, in fact, combat drones and air taxi.
And besides, I learned that they are produced here in Taganrog. 4,5 million rubles is a new device, 2,5 million rubles is used, but only an experienced person can buy it, because it will have to be disassembled and brought to mind, otherwise it is dangerous to buy it and go straight to the sky! But the motors for them are still imported.
In short, more than two weeks in July-August flew by very quickly.
And it was a good vacation, although not as interesting as the one that I had in the summer before, but quiet and calm, which one should also occasionally arrange for oneself.
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