... And still encounters as unexpected as pleasant, and especially necessary if we want to find where to plug our valiant Venturi ...
Down a dusty garage in the country, two mechanics help us to recharge 380V in exchange for two beautiful t-shirts college Ge .... I take this opportunity to answer the question asked by JL ago tickets this: We find the 380V mostly in garages, and all the small businesses that may be encountered on the road. Optionally, you can also recharge the batteries 220v, it takes longer but the advantage is that you can find virtually everywhere ...
Example 220 recharge on the road leading to the steppes of Siberia. These impromptu meetings are often an opportunity for exchanges that generate the immediate interests of adults and younger, self-conscious also of the importance of time and willing to pose with utensils most diverse (Pistols, truncheons) ...
... When we arrive in town .... the last few hundred kilometers in territory of Kazakhstan will be especially marked by police controls increasingly insistent (despite the fact that our lights are on, I want to say) . And to finish on a high, first check what the immigration police, who assures us that we are living outside the law to issue a wave of missing stamp on our paper of record (and yes it's not laugh ). An hour of haggling, we understand that a few tickets could be arranged ... When they refused us help "officially", we decided to go give it a shot directly at the border.
Outpost at customs and immigration. The hard work begins ... We finally discover that we are "almost" as a rule, in any case the customs officer let us go after frowned just enough to make us shed a few drops of sweat everywhere.
course inspecting luggage is always an adventure by itself: And what's all these boxes? Ben spare parts for the car (going to explain "spare part" in Kazakh ...). You have a gun? Nope. Looking surprised policeman. A revolver? Nope. But then how do you go in Russia? Glups ... We do not tell him that we already survived the famous "Bandit roads" Kazakh! ... A soldier, bullet-proof vest and Kalashnikovs in hand advances towards us, we feel that it's going to be longer than expected ... Narcotic? course not! He opens the door begins to rummage in the car emerges victorious with a brown box of pills in hand. And that? It is the box of capsules to strengthen hair Gege. Loud laughter among the other soldiers and customs officers. Private chubby does not budge. Time to burp the garlic sausage just confiscated a passenger in a minibus from the opposite direction, he decided to take me from behind the car and made me understand in a low voice "Tenghir Tenghir" (the local currency of Kazakhstan), I pretend not to understand it takes "Dollar dollar." Suiting the action to the word, he decided to do a body search, Glups. Gege just had the ingenious idea to pass all by myself in pockets, in case there would be a thorough search of luggage. Playing the naive, I cry out loud "You want dollars? Why?" Big white, dirty looks other soldiers and customs officials, the supervisor tick ... The rotund soldier stops his search in a millisecond, swallow her rot in peanut cookies he had taken the kid from the same guy with sausage, and motions me to pack everything up and we can go ....
Russian side, happiness ... "Elektromobile?" Wide-eyed, smiling, with a negative sign of the head, meaning admiration, it makes us understand that we are crazy but the trip is great. Crackle photos (like we thought it was forbidden), here you go .... Beware of bears
Pffff but where is my Haute-Garonne home ?....
Landscapes have now radically changed. Gone are the endless steppes, hello the great forests of fir and birch trees dotted with lush meadows. Occasionally, a panel has told us that elk can cross the road. Who cares it was a car that is visible from afar, even if it does not make noise.
The Call of the Wild ....
And inevitably it inevitably falls into the same problems of understanding of direction ...
"Left? All right? Of our new nail Chinese
he could spend the Kazakh border without papers ... Too loud.
Escape to Siberia, heading due west on Chelyabinsk!
Xav
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