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People i met here, who contributed to and improved my trip: Julia (Russia)
Burabay is a crappy little town, but as it is situated on the edge of Lake Burabay, it sees more than its fair share of passing tourists. Stepping off the bus from Shchuchinsk we found a taxi driver who had an apartment for rent. The place was very nice and cost 3000 Tenge ($25), but the stumbling block came when he said we needed to pay an extra 1000 Tenge ($8) to use the washing machine that was in the apartment. In the end we decided that we would look elsewhere.
Outside of the few shops that are located in Burabay, a huge gaggle of babushkas were congregated and their eyes lit up at the sign of us. Within a few seconds we were swamped and it was impossible to make any sense of what was been offered, as they were all shouting over each other.
The lady hadn't been quite honest when she had described her domick to us, as it really wasn't very nice. There was no washroom, a useless sink with trickling water, a gas stove that hardly worked and one of the most disgusting squat toilets in the backyard that i had even seen.
Walking around the town gave me an even worse impression of the place, it really was a dump. We found somewhere to eat and of cause be given a bill which was way more than it should have been and then headed for the Lake. A small path led through a forest to the waters edge, where an inquisitive squirrel stopped for some photos. It was cold and overcast and there were a lot of small flies by the Lake, so after we had spent 30 minutes there, we decided to just go home and watch “Family Guy” on DVD.
In the afternoon we tried to use our washing machine, which was a real ordeal.
In the evening we made some Dinner at the house and also played Yahtzee with the dice that we had bought from a small game shop in the town. To finish the day we tried to heat some more water to bathe with, and this proved to be highly amusing. Standing in a bowl and trying to wash and at the same time not flood the kitchen wasn't the ideal way to clean yourself, but somehow we made do!
The next day the weather hadn't improved, so we spent the morning and afternoon watching Family Guy in bed.
On Day 3 the weather was again poor, but we were bored of staying indoors, so braved the elements and went for a walk around the Lake. There were a few nice little rock formations in the water, but nothing to write home about. I was actually beginning to wonder why the hell we had come here in the first place!
We'd had all we could take of Burabay and its miserable inhabitants, so decided to leave the following day. Ironically the sun had come out and the place looked a tiny bit better, although there was no way that i wanted to spend another day here. We went to the taxi rank and sat in a minivan for two hours, waiting for it to leave to Astana. It soon became apparent that no other passengers were going to come, so we caught the local bus to Shchuchinsk and from there the train to Astana.