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Published: April 30th 2010
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Irkutsk felt much more Russian than the bigger cities. It was -5 when I arrived so at last my winter coat came into play. As on the train, very few people spoke english so finding my hostel was a bit of a mission. After wandering several back alleys and madly gesturing at locals I found the totally unmarked door in an un-named square behind a camera shop. As it turned out, both the hostel and the ...
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Mummy
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no pictures of the little people?
where are the very small people who live in the houses on stilts and drive the very small cars shown with the locals? Love your icy pictures of Baikal - hope you wee polite to Grandfather Frost!