DAY 79 Stepped on to the platform at 6am to a wall of evil eyes for not playing guitar to the ‘family’ …it hardly registered. Regular visits to the bathroom all night left me feeling less than vital or energised. Docked my bags in the lock up… usual price is 100 Tenge for 12 hours. […]
Stepped on to the platform at 6am to a wall of evil eyes for not playing guitar to the 'family' ...it hardly registered. Regular visits to the bathroom all night left me feeling less than vital or energised.
Docked my bags in the lock up... usual price is 100 Tenge for 12 hours. I've had 400, 500 even 800 tenge thrown at me...this hardened gal went for 1000 Tenge. She got the wrath. I know these women had it hard during the Soviet reign, having to adapt on a host of creative fronts to make ends meet...their hands were forced back then, but not now. We are 20 years on...pack it in! Your Flagged patch of land has more money than the one I was born on don't you know!.
"OK, OK" she responded... my mood was was obviously transparent.
She typed out 400 on the calculator, I gave her 200 tenge and a piece of my mind... fair and unfair I think. If I didn't feel so rough I would of been a lot more jovial and enjoyed her cunning... a brief lack of composure from Moi on this one.
Forced a walk out of myself...I had spent the best part of 48 hours motionless and had eaten only weird train hawker pickings. I could barely muster the energy to put my sunglasses on. Bit of a dive Atyrou... no redeeming features on this strained stroll at all, the folk all seemed a little dead behind the eyes...or maybe that was me. Found a cyber cafe amongst a squared out high rise block of flats, a rank establishment with a thick mothballed foist hanging in the air. Young kids asleep, slumped over keyboards after their all night online gaming sessions. A women sat sprawled on her side, propped up by cushions on a reclining chair like 'Jaba the hut'. Her enclosure of slothfulness was plonked against the back wall facing the entrance, with everything she could need for a 24 hour shift within a wrists flick away, activating the computers with the lift of a mere finger, taking sips out of an elongated straw attached to a 2 litre Orange Fanta bottle. She was alright actually... her face lit up when she smiled and all the kids were fond of her.
Today was a right off... waiting all day for a Train when I could be happy on the road with the Thumb out... looking forward to which ever charachter was gonna pick me up. I felt very ill and out of it, Atyrou had no greenery or leaves rustling in the wind to bring me round... just desert and concrete. Spent the last of my tenge on some Pate, Cheese, bread and a gorgous ripe tomatoe to then spend the rest of the afternoon slumped on the platform grazing. Boarded the train at 21:20. Another family propped me up for photos...I will leave a photo of one where I managed a smile.