Goodbye to the Dacha
June 16, 2005
When I awoke I had had a good night's sleep, and so, I hoped, had Irina's father, as he had a lot of driving in store! Indeed, I felt almost euphoric and was even prepared to enjoy washing, after a fashion, at the bucket-contraption; and after breakfast I took a few photos down by Issyk Kul. As it turned out, and in contrast to the preceding 36 hours, this was to be one of the best days of the whole holiday. The plan was to drive back to Balychky along the south shore of Issyk Kul, stopping at places of interest on the way.
