Da plevat' na chertovu latinicu! I just can't help writting! I'm too excoted for that!
Koroche, ya v Kardiffe, kuda voobsche ne planirovala ehat' Yes, I know i'm crazy :-P
uuuuuuuuh, kakoy dolgiy den'!
Priletayu v London na 1,5 chasa pozzhe sroka (ibo EassyJet). Kak u Zemfiry v "Nebo Londona" : "My gulyali tam po oblakam" - po oblakam taki mozhno gulyat'! Brrrrrr!
Nahozhu avtostanciyu. Sprashivayu bilet v Harlech (po zaplanirovanomu marcrutu).
- A nas takogo napravleniya netu. Eto voobcshe gde?
- Gde-to v Welles
- Vozmite kuda-to v Wejjes
- Ok, davayte v Kardiff (pri vhode melkom videla chto tuda avtobus cherez polchasa).
Uzhe v vtobuse dostayu kartu: Kardiff mne nikakim bokom ne po puti, i ranshe 21 do Harlechka ne doberus'.
Ldno, fig s nim. A chto takoe Cardiff? Posmooootrim.
Tak vor Kardiff - eto takoy skazochnzz gorod kak s kartinki ili iz "Merry Poppins"
Na avtostancii podhozu k taksistm:
- Izvinite, a gde tut Tourist Info centre?
- Tam, no uzhe zakryt. A vam chto nado?
- Zanochevat' gde-to.
- a vam kak?
- chtob deshevo.
- Ok (dostaet mobile nabiraet nomer) Vot nedaleko deshovyy Hostel.
(mesto est', taki deshevo). Ok, kak tuda dobratsya?
- A vas na taxi otvesti ili peshkom provodit' besplatno?
- peshkom
vot tak ya nashla gde pospat', pozavtrakat' i syuda zayti
I poshla gulyat'
Posto obaldet' kak krasivo!!!! Tol'ko pnkov i gotov raza v tri bol'she chem v Lausanne (togo i glyadi "ubyut dlya zabavy" i "vypyut krov'" )