Day 6: July 24. Camping at 50km from the Russian border (LV) - Grove at 50km. Moscow (RU) - 750km - two-way road paved with bumpy sign-destroyed.
At night it rained cats and dogs and 8 as the alarm rang. Cous Cous with oriental sauce and squid in American sauce killed us, uf!
camouflage the page, the mp3, cables, ordered the charge and closed well to invite not open (the back of Suzuki looked to pressure ...). We changed our shirts and all that off toward the border. We walked 50 km remaining watching the needle of gasoline, just as we would with the intention of filling and in Russia since we had no Latvian currency. It was a bad idea because they jumped the reservation and went all the way "in tension" just stood there or just off the pace. Anyway ...
The road was bad, with many potholes. A few kilometers from the border began to see a piece toilets and garbage containers, which came to our attention, we understood Minutes after seeing an endless line of trucks stopped on the right: they were there for those people who stop pulling days (or weeks) integers. Played cards, ate, walked, and went double row as we got to the step.
And so to our first border "truth." We left Latvia without problems and without tails, and Russia entered slowly and with bad milk. Learned than usual at the border: passport control (visas, etc.), review of the car (it worked to bring it all "empaquetadito") and customs declaration with the money we had (not teach physics, a point to keep in mind) . Papers back and forth from one checkpoint to another, and the tough Russians inadvertently be understood, often gibberish. Welcome to the Motherland, the РОДИНА (Rodina) in Russian. Two hours
half later we were in Russia. Well!. Photo of rigor and whizzing by gasoline, scary! 30 liters at the end we were able to glory and paid with the card and had not yet Rubles, there was tension when paying (would it work? Yes!). We threw
accustomed to Russian roads and looking for a place to change, because we had a lot of euros and dollars, but no luck. There were large tracts of forest, but nothing in between, with widely separated populations. Finally, in a city that seemed taken out of Mad Max, find an ATM ... hidden in a bakery! (Awesome). Everything in order and fill up again this time to stop.
And here we find one of the biggest problems of the trip: to open the hood radiator saw that we had drilled a small screw the hood latch, a problem that we anticipated and we try to avoid with some rubber pads, but the end were insufficient for the Russian and Latvian tough races. Big problem and we had no spare. Colleagues look bad. With the help of a guy who worked at a gas station to get some pieces of rubber hose (Kamaz truck does?) Found lying around and separated a little cooler screws, so that the problem does not worsen.
decided to pull a bit to review the issue more quiet, thinking and eating. Finally we decided to continue filling refrigerant to Moscow (420km of potholes in the M9) in search of one of the 3 Suzukis we had located ... would be tough cronies.
Everything was fine except for the destructive road by crushing thousands of potholes patched and up the hill (apparently). About 150km of Moscow appeared perfectly paved highway, so the best thing. We had been stopping every 100km to replace coolant 1l about time.
Moscow decided not to enter at night so we stopped at 00.30ha 50km to get some sleep and get to the city early in the cool and no traffic and the day ahead. They stopped off the road and motorway, and slept in the car with sacks over until 6 to going away to solve the problem. Touch wood.
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