White landscape masses of snow trucks and cars who where driving on frozen rivers because no road at all to see when I was looking out of the train window. Chatting here and there smoking cigarettes and exercising to eat nuts with chopsticks to learn it before arriving in China. After few days I become professional in the use of the chopsticks in comparison from my lesson start where more nuts on the floor then in my mouth. The Chinese travelers where looking on me with a smile and where given some comments who I did not understand but I always answered with a thumb up sign and a friendly smiling head banging.
One day I think it was the 4th or 5th I get invited in a cabin from a Kirghiz to visit his cabin. His wife and him were offering me vodka and between the classes fresh apples and oranges. First time in my life I had to drink this kind of hard alcohol. The nice guy told me he made the vodka by himself talking about Mongolia and he invited me for hunting on horses with bow and arrow. He was explaining me about Mongolia how beautiful is to live under the stars in a tent, go for hunting drinking tea and so on. I was surprised that I could understand him so well. May be the spirit of the vodka was helping me to understand each other. Somehow I woke up next morning in my cabin with no idea how I came. My head felt quite heavy and everything was foggy and I could not see very well. The other travelers where looking at me like I was somebody from the Mars. When I was moving my head the world around me was starting to turn. Still my clothes on from the day before I was standing up and tried to leave the cabin and was running straight against the cabin door who was half from class. Like I said everything was looking foggy and I did not see well because of the self made vodka. On the to the washing room I was rebounding from left to right from wall to wall. Now I understood very well the sentence: „alcohol can make blind“ After this experience I was avoiding for a long long time vodka and never tried any self made alcohol. The small Kirghiz birthday party took me the hole day of recovering means I lost one day of my life. But now only two days left to enter China where I want to find a real Kung Fu master. But in the moment of the hang over I just was searching for get rid of the headache.
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