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In Egor and Evgenya's house in VladivostokWe set out to fulfill our journey's quest and buy a Russian car to drive with across Siberia and Mongolia.After having no luck finding one in Vladivostok due to an extra ordinary Japanese car market, we took the Trans-Siberian night-train to Khabarovsk, because if you want to change your luck you have to change your place first.In Khabarovsk we located the address of the local synagogue in an attempt to find a good base camp for buying a car. we arrived at the synagogue on the day of "Shavuot" (a Jewish holy day), where a nice Russian speaking watchman let us in. we asked when is the ceremony. and after understanding we have a couple of hours until it begins, we decided to leave the big bags there and go have lunch on the "Amur river". we said goodbye to the watchman and left.when we came back there was a police car, ambulance and fire truck outside the synagogue, and some frightened community members.<br style="color:𛈇 font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;
line-height: 17.9200000762939px;" />apparently the rabbi came, asked the watchman to whom the bags belong and if he really checked who we are (which he did not). and then panicked and called the police thinking we are terrorists trying to blow the synagogue up. to make a long story short, no base camp came out of there.we then took a different approach and found a couch-surfing host. his name was Sergei and without him and his son Pavel (Pasha) we would never have managed to overcome the Russian bureaucracy and register the car on our name.
after looking at three different UAZ Hunters, and exploring all of Khabarovsk's used car yards with Sergei, we rented a car to drive outside of the city to the small town of Nikolaivka. there we looked at two UAZ Bukhanka's.
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