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31.12.13 - 6.1.14
Vladivostok, January 5th 2014
Walking back to my hotel down Aleutskaya Street was a ten time easier. First, of course because the road was downhill. Second, the experience I had at Primorye ATP's office significantly lightened my steps, although the emotion was indescribable. Spasibooo, spasibooo...! After checking into my room, doing sort of lady's thing, I headed to the hotel's restaurant with my laptop.
Today is a day to be grateful. Today is a day to celebrate -- with baked salmon potato! Yay! 148 RUB, considering that this is salmon not to mention the softness, I think is not bad at all. In any hotel restaurant in Jakarta, I don't think I can find the same dish with same quality and portion for fifty thousand rupiah. With free WiFi and a cup of coffee, I lingered in this cozy restaurant.
The TV in the restaurant was running a somewhat comedy show making fun of Russians learning to speak English. Hahaha... they are making fun of themselves. Well, I think it's good when you recognize your own level and can laugh at yourself. That's a sign that you are down to earth and have the ground to make a leap. You cannot jump while your feet are in the clouds, can you?
Quoting from Vladivostok City's website:
The Vladivostok sea terminal that is reckoned among the largest ones on Russia's Pacific coast is not only city's main sea gates, but one of its key attractions. Its fanciful building, designed in form of snow-white sea liner, became seaside capital's romantic symbol and its bright trademark long ago. In addition, the Vladivostok sea terminal is one of those places where it is easy to feel unusual color and absolutely unique atmosphere of the seaport.
If you'd like to know how to write 'Vladivostok' in Russia, it's there on top. I guarantee that's 'Vladivostok'. Aha.
Here's where our banner has come from. If you take a close look at the previous photo, you can see a couple walking hand in hand on bottom right of the photo. As they walked, I captured their reflection on the glass wall. It looked like they were being nostalgic of the harbor. Once in awhile, they would stop by that railing, talk, and then walk again. Meanwhile the wind was blowing rather strong and the temperature was dropping.
That's me. I entitle this photo "Windows".
Here is just, part of, the sea terminal, and part of, Zolotoy Rog Bay which means "Golden Horn". When I read that, I thought I was on the wrong page, because isn't Golden Horn in Turkey? According to Wikipedia, Nikolay Muravyov-Amursky was the one who gave the name, for the harbor's shape was regarded similar to that of in present Istanbul. That should not be surprising. Nikolay Muravyov-Amursky participated in the Russo - Turkish War (1828–1829).
According to Wikipedia still, the first European ship known to have anchored in the bay was a French whaler in 1852. And then, during the Crimean War, the British ship Winchester visited the bay while searching for Vasily Zavoyko's squadron. Crimean War! Apparently, long has it been a battle ground.
The highway stream crossing Zolotoy Rog Bridge is over two kilometers long, and the main leaf is 737 meters long. The bridge has six traffic lanes, highway tunnel with four traffic lanes, and footpaths. For more information and photos of the bridge, you can check Vladivostok City's website.
On my way back, the digital thermometer said it was minus 16oC already, whereas when I arrived this morning, it was just minus 6oC.