Alexey Moskvin

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Gdansk to Kaliningrad

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The weather is rubbish today and it’s the first rainy day since I left. It really doesn’t appeal much to walk around town in this, so some things have to be cut out of the plan. Although, to see Falowiec – that massive council block, just seemed like a very appropriate idea. And there it is, a monster of the communist dream, over 800 meters long and is a home to about 6000 people. Quite nice flats, they say, and not particularly cheap.

Fighting through the traffic I smell a bakery and make an emergency stop. Bakeries have become a perfect source of one’s lunch – local, freshly made and usually delicious stuff (pirozhki! Appeared on this side of the border), for both savoury and desserts. Add a tomato and an apple from a shop nearby and you have a decent meal.

To counterbalance Falowiec would be the Malbork Teutonic castle. It’s a bit out of the way but is worth going to. A massive red brick structure, I walk around it but decide not to go in. It’s very flat and windy on the way.

But before Malbork there’s still the pannier to sort out… The sat nav shows that there’s a dealership in Gdansk, how very convenient. I pay BMW Zdunek a visit and despite the funny name they are a great and super helpful bunch. Luckily for me, instead of having to wait for a few days for an order, they do have one there and then. I leave with a new pannier and £300 lighter but while they were fixing me I have a nice chat with Pawel, get drier, less worried, fed and coffeed.

I get to see the sea again. Also stopped to take a photo of the cross – I noticed those are scattered all over Poland and reminded me of Spain.

I set off for the Russian border. The insurance is sorted for both Russian entries in a tent just before the border crossing. A woman with a mix of Polish and Russian is filling out papers and is worried that the whole tent will fly away – the wind is so strong.

It’s easier than I thought. Not much hassle at all. Everyone’s very friendly and excited I came all that way. So, very shortly, I’m through and the wonderful feeling of familiarity feels me up, so I do figures of S on the road to the amusement of the bunch of locals waiting for something at the border. Or, most likely, they just thought ‘what a wanker’, but I don’t care – it’s my first ride in Russia.

Kaliningrad greets me with stone paved road, the one that feels like an ocean on a particularly bad weather. With tram tracks in the middle. I bounce along until it gets quite scary inside the Brandenburg Gate where I have to slow down to about 10 mph, just to keep the wheels attached. Much to the annoyance of the local traffic who are never mindedly whizzing along at normal speeds with ringing suspensions.

I find Tanya’s block and Vadim hangs out of the 8th floor window to say hello when I call. The next challenge is to hide the bike. ‘No good to leave it here’, they say, ‘people can just carry the bike away’. ‘They’d need at least three heavy weight lifters’ I say but surely agree that it’s better to park it somewhere safe. There is a design agency just opposite, so we go to ask whether we can leave the bike on their grounds for safety. Artur, the guard, agrees, so we squeeze the bike in between a lorry and the wall, so it can’t be seen from the street. Just to make sure, we cover it with a couple of sheets of linoleum to keep it away from rain and the eyes of the director – the guards are not supposed to be helping us out.

We should really come up with a name for this… It’s just like tequila boom but massive and with sambuca instead of tequila. Lots of fun, as with large glasses it’s almost impossible to hold the precious liquid inside when it explodes at the impact. Everything around becomes sticky very quickly, so if you want to repeat the trick, keep a lot of paper towels at hand. Awesome. And no hangover in the morning.
For most of the next day I walk about Kaliningrad.

For the Eurovision night there is a bunch of friends around. Tanya cooks great stuff and Sambuca Spray is replaced by more traditional wine and vodka with juice.


Written by Alexey Moskvin

21 May 2011 at 20:21

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