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I decided to have one last stop in Russia before I left, 24 hours in Ulan Ude, the capital of the Buryat republic and the home to the biggest Lenin head in the world. It was a rather weird visit. I arrived at 6 in the morning to a city which, If I didn't know better, I would say had never been visited by another westerner in the history of the world. I got quite familiar with the train station. I ...
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border crossings
The friendly Mongolian border police remind me of arriving in Amritsar in the Punjab on a flight from Kabul to be met by a troop of Sikh soldiers who marched us across the tarmac into a hut and fed us ladhu (indian sweets) while sorting out our passports. US immigration should learn some lessons. Meanwhile here asparagus are rising from the allotment while Brown blunders, Cameron clings and Clegg charges toward the election.