Perhaps north-central Russia: prisoners of Stalin's gulags built railways in places like Syktyvkar and Vorkuta, and there are industrial towns there, but further east I'm sure almost no-one lives.
J.
Reply to this ... Or possible my desk at work is the world's most remote place - it must be one of the loneliest, and I certainly can't see anything through a heap of translations!
J.
Reply to this Really tough question: define remote? - remote = lonely? -- poor Jon 😉 - he might be right.
Remote = distant from population centres? - well then - the south pole.
Remote = tough to get to? - then we can argue 😊
Remote = tragic - then ....
My vote for the remotest place in the world would be Nauru;
Twenty years ago, the people of Nauru had the highest per capita income in the world. Today they are destitute: their natural resources exhausted, their wealth (and health) squandered, and their future scarcely imaginable. - full report - what a story...
Reply to this I guess it would be a matter of defining remote. Where I grew up it was very remote. It was not the end of the world, although we joke that it was about 10 miles from there. We were the largest town (3,000 souls) for over 50 miles. And then that town wasn't much bigger. I was in Wolf Point, Montana. I loved it though. I could be in the country within 2 minutes from any spot in town. I could be where there wasn't a soul and I could contemplate without a disturbance. When going through the hormones of being a teenager, it was only a couple of minutes before I was sitting on the shores of the Missouri. I would watch the water and somehow the movement of the water would set the chemicals in my brain right, the tears would come and the whole world was better.
Reply to this I think the island of Tristan Da Cunha in the south Atlantic ocean is about as remote as you can get, infact I think it is recognised as the most remote inhabited location on the planet. The photographs of it are beautiful, I did a school geography project on it (many!) years ago.
Although, I live in a really small village on the Norfolk/Suffolk border, and it seems pretty remote up here at times!
Reply to this On Reunion Island in the Indian Ocean, slaves escaped deep into the island's calderas to flee their oppressive owners. Their descendants still live there today. There are no roads leading into the calderas, so the only way to reach them is a hike of several hours.
Reply to this Did you see them William? If you have a blog about them, would you mind posting the link to it here.
Reply to this No, unfortunately I didn't have time
Here is another blog describing the calderas:
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