TOL’KO SIBIR
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“15 January 2005
...arrived at the Urals, in front of us is a huge sweep of white which continues to infinity; Andrej, the guide, looked at me and said: “from now on Tòl’ko Sibir (just Siberia) for 7,000 km,
until the East of the East…
25 January 2005
…in the morning we leave one village and drive through a landscape that is just the same in the afternoon, and when in the evening we reach the “next village” it seems to be exactly the one we stopped at the previous night, even though hundreds of kilometres have been covered…
30 January 2005
Very lingering sunrises and sunsets, the sun always on the horizon, long shadows, hands which don’t close, eyes which stay wide open, words which freeze in the air, places where the only warmth you’ll find is the hospitality of the people.
8 February 2005
Siberia retains the fascination of the past and is completely dramatic and mysterious… this country, the biggest in the world, seems to contain all the joys and sorrows of the human condition.
Most of it is wild and uninhabited, but it also has highly developed industrial cities and its economy is based on the exploitation of immense mineral deposits, oilfields, and natural gas supplies…
25 February 2005
Russia’s easternmost territory is not a normal destination for tourists, particularly during the long winter when, in certain parts of the northeast, the temperature can get as low as 60°C below zero. The windows of vehicles are often iced over and breath always condenses…
Siberia is synonymous with “cold” and what better season than the winter to come visit and better understand what it is which makes it so terribly wonderful…
12 January 2006
…a year has passed and I still find it bewitching, just much colder. I leave Vladivostok, heading northeast.
You have to breathe slowly and not too deeply, or your throat burns to the bottom of your lungs, but vehicles have bigger problems and must never be turned off…
20 January 2006
…scattered in this great expanse are small communities.
In this remote land, where roads are often unmapped, live pioneers, both men and women whose strength comes from confronting difficulties in places beyond nothingness…
26 January 2006
…while we drive further east, the cold increases as does the winter brilliance, amazing for filming or taking photographs.
4 February 2006
In the short winter days time runs slowly with the sun stuck to the horizon.
A wide-eyed gaze surveys shadows and lights, rarefied moments when the heart seems alone, but beats.
I enter a bar and am wrapped in a sudden blast of warm air, 35°C. Curious young locals offer me 40-proof vodka.
When I get out, an icy wind lashes my face, minus 62°C.
Siberia is also this."
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