Antartide: Guida di viaggio, visti e alloggi gratuiti · 2026

ASAlexandra Sinichkina31 gen 2015Leggi

Sea World Park. The name lives up to the content. We visited a real underwater world. Yes, you know how obsessed I am with marine themes, this park was just perfect for me. Universal is also very cool, but more on that later.)) There are 3 very scary roller coasters in this park. On one, you get turned upside down and fly off to who knows where, aaaaah. The second one - you sit in a boat-like thing, it rocks you like a storm, and then you climb to the highest point of the ride... and you fly down. It's a wet ride, even a raincoat didn't save me.)) The third one, when I was standing in line, I had a 'whatever' attitude, I didn't care about anything anymore. But that wasn't the case. The scariest coaster, definitely. Hahaha. I screamed like never before. After getting off the ride, I was hoarse for a while. We went to the turtle 3D show. Insanely cool. It's like you're a turtle hatching from an egg, then crawling to the ocean, and then a crab appears that wants to eat you (it's really scary). But a bird saves you, carrying away your enemy. Then you swim in the ocean, growing to incredibly large sizes. You swim away from sharks. It's so great, you get incredible emotions in just 5 minutes. p.s.: photos are from my phone, as I forgot my camera at the hotel, and Liza's phone successfully ran out of battery((( Then we got to the world of penguins, in Antarctica. But we had to leave quickly because they keep a very low temperature there, which gives you goosebumps.( Next, we move on to the dolphin show. We thought for a long time whether to go or not, because it's still very hard to watch animals in captivity performing silly tricks for human amusement. But we made the right choice to go. If you are in this park, definitely go. It's such an incredible show, it immerses you in the world of nature, in the wild world of the jungle. The dolphin performance was very short, they did a couple of tricks and swam away. The rest of the 25 minutes we were entertained by parrots, various birds, and the people themselves. It was magnificent, it's very hard to describe in words...( And the finale of this wonderful day at the park was the Shamu (orca) show. Here, these huge fish did everything. They jumped so high.... And it was also funny when a girl showed the orca one fish, and it shook its head and refused. The girl offered 5 fish, it refused again. And finally, they showed it a whole bucket, yeees, absolute agreement. It's so cute, especially since orcas have such a funny mouth structure, they look like they are smiling all the time.) During the whole show, the orcas splashed the audience sitting in the treacherous front rows. Hahaha. And at the very end, oh my god, two orcas kissed. Mwah.))) We were also in a huge aquarium. How I dreamed of getting into one like this.... God, it's amazing!!!! You stand all alone, and fish swim all around you, aaaaaa. It's just a miracle!!!!

OOlgaMalinka_09 · 21 gen 2010Leggi

Good evening everyone. Or maybe it's morning... Or maybe someone decided to spend a few minutes during the day and wandered in here) Sit back and take your right/left? hand off your face). Straighten up and stretch. Are you really, really comfortable? Me too=) Well then, I'll continue. So, first, the most important thing... I'm very happy to have you. Why? Because if you're reading this, it means you're interested. If you're interested, I'm simply obliged to be grateful. And then... Then, I'll let you in on a little secret. No, not about aliens. And not even about the robots of the future. Brrr. That's so uncomfortable and just feels a bit off... The secret will be near the end, so you have to read what comes before the secret, otherwise all secrets told before they are supposed to be told aren't really secrets at all..=) It all started with me deciding to participate in a contest. "IEC - 2029". I made up my mind, but my thoughts didn't want to line up into a long and logical chain for a long time, and I didn't want to just make it up on the fly like in school. I read other blogs. I liked them. And everyone writes so interestingly. And so futuristic... Sigh, I thought, and decided it was too late, it was past midnight after all, wrote half a page of introduction and went to sleep. The morning is wiser than the evening... Alarm clock... I don't want to get uuuup.. Five more minutes... Well, at least four... I open my eyes, and everything around is somehow new... Hmm. - ¡por fin! - Switzerland? - Faire sa malle? - Luggage? Where is my luggage? The hum of voices merges into one and echoes. I don't understand anything. In front of my eyes, an inscription appears: “Work and Travel. Gather a group of 5 friends and any country of your choice!” A girl runs up to me, slightly out of breath, but smiling... Smiling! (And how do they have the patience for everyone? To answer five hundred and thirty-eight questions every day...) Office. Invites me to come in... (I love coming to their office. If everyone were as genuinely sweet, grumpy salespeople would disappear because they would be ashamed of their grumpiness, and it would be more pleasant for me to buy bread.) -Where are we going today? We have new... Wait a second! What tours? Where are we going? And what about the visa, the consulate? Choose first? Um.. Well, let's see... Sooo.... “235 countries, fill in the blank spots in the geography of life” Interesting... Can I book? How?? Booking half a year in advance?? And you calculate everything for me with discounts? Wow.... Aaah, can I go to Japan? Seriously, can I? And how do I communicate... I don't know Japanese at all((. What, can I go to New Zealand too? You're kidding... And to? Where-where?? To Antarctica to the icebergs??? And can I go, for example, where the Mayans lived? Um.. and to Bermuda? And to Tokelau and Fiji? I can't believe it... And I remember in 2010 I was sitting just like this choosing a state in America.. And it seems everyone only went there mostly.. So. I got distracted. I can't decide what to choose... I don't know that many languages, how do I go? New translator programs? They react themselves, and then explain everything too? O.o. How many languages will I learn like that.. I don't need that many.. Well yes, I agree... Although... The payment worries me..... Nooo.. It's probably expensive... It's completely out of my budget. Is it really, really possible to choose the amount to pay and the payment term? It's somehow unreal... And what is this bonus? Oh no.. I don't want to be in other people's dreams. I'm still a bit scared... You explain safety rules and trainings? Still somehow - I haven't decided yet... Well, what if they don't give me a visa? How is it that they give it to everyone this year? To everyone-everyone? Aaa, well, I didn't break any rules and I'm not in criminal circles. A couple of questions? Okay, I'll bring a statement from the dean's office that I promise to return). Come on, whatever you say

Rravik15 giu 2009Leggi

04:30, November 25, 2008. It’s becoming a habit: switching off in the evening, getting up at night, and getting on with… life. What surprises me is that the city doesn't seem to want to sleep! At all. Even when I’m driving home from work at five in the morning, there are plenty of people around who seem to have forgotten that sleeping is normal. Not sleeping has become the new normal. How unlike a Russian winter this is. What can you do on long, cold evenings back home? Read. Watch TV. Work. Sleep. But in the summer, we don't sleep much either, especially in the center, somewhere on the pedestrian Kirovka. It’s so beautiful, romantic, and modern—not to sleep, but to enjoy life. Only, unfortunately, neither in Africa nor in any Russian metropolis are night strolls as safe as they are in quiet, calm Europe. That is something we should strive for. And right now, for example, in the apartment where I live next door to Shane, he is sitting in the living room with his friends. They are watching TV, chatting, and they even started doing laundry while looking at me. I often see them sleeping during the day. But rarely at night. Sometimes I wake up at nine or ten in the morning, and they are still in the same positions they were in at night. Funny. What I like is that they aren't noisy and they don't drink like devils. Sometimes a little bit, but it’s harmless. Today (or rather, yesterday now) I had my baptism of fire. My first swim in the Atlantic on the South African side! I’m lucky; I’ve been to this ocean from different sides: from the American side and from the European side. And yesterday I went with Stas. The water, for the first time for me in the Atlantic Ocean, was cold. But everyone says it’s always like that here and no changes are expected. So much for another wonder of the world. Africa, summer, and the water in the ocean is low-temperature. It doesn't make sense, right?! But it’s all logical—the current from Antarctica. And if you want it warmer, then you need to go to the Indian Ocean! And it’s almost three hours away by transport. Probably the closest place is Cape Agulhas. Geography science claims that this cape is the border where the two oceans meet. They say the difference in water temperature on the left and right sides of the cape reaches ten degrees. It would be interesting to visit there. Well, maybe I’ll get lucky. I’ll hope for it! And if you’ve heard that the meeting point of the two oceans is the Cape of Good Hope, I dare assure you, that’s a fairy tale for tourists! But there is another interesting fact connected to the 'Good Hope' cape: the history of the city began there. And the history of today's South Africa began with Cape Town. For many, it is associated with the name of the Portuguese Bartolomeu Dias. There is a monument in his honor on the cape. I saw it; we drove past it on a bus about 150 meters away. Perhaps I will quote part of the article 'Walks around Old Cape Town' by Apollon Davidson (I dug it up on the Internet). It’s written so fascinatingly: 'The old harbor. This is the one from the song of my childhood: 'In the Cape Town port, with a hole in the side...' A few years ago, the old port was transformed. For a long time, Cape Town was called a 'maritime tavern at the junction of two oceans.' Now the entire port has become a tavern, almost literally. In the port buildings, there are cozy cafes, restaurants, pubs, and attractions. In the old dry dock, there is a two-story suite of shops. On the square where drunken sailors used to shout, artists perform. However, they still shout there in the evenings. Looking at the festive crowds of tourists, it’s hard to imagine how difficult it was for the first navigators to get here. Colliding with each other, the waters of the Atlantic and Indian Oceans are rarely calm. Even the most experienced skippers crossed themselves when they managed to reach the harbor safely. News of the killer waves off the southern tip of Africa went around all the ports of

Rravik15 giu 2009Leggi

I never know when my creativity will wake up. I thought I would write about Europe or America when I lived there in the summer of 2003 and the summer of 2004. But I didn't write a single thing about them. Only later, several years after, did something start to take shape, and words poured into sentences. Over the last year, after releasing my "Book about a Dream," I have written no more than ten pages. And for a long period (at least half a year), I didn't write anything at all. I didn't expect that in South Africa I would suddenly start writing... And the fact that I would write specifically about life here and my feelings about it never crossed my mind. "Master of Words" sounds almost magical. And cool. But no, that's not me. Not yet. That's Oscar Wilde. I think he coined the phrase himself. And called himself that. And he was... ALEXEY Apparently, it's worth talking about Alexey separately. Honestly, it's unlikely to happen now, but in about a month and a half — I promise! Well, this is the same Alexey I've mentioned repeatedly. He is from Magnitogorsk. He's the one I was messaging when I was planning to end up here. So: Alexey lived here from September of last year to the end of April this year. In March 2008, a large Russian research vessel, the "Akademik Fyodorov," docked at the port of Cape Town. Alexey and Katya met some sailors and a professor from that ship. During the three days the ship was here, they became friends with some of the crew members. And Leshka was drinking heavily with the professor all those days... That's the rumor that reached me... According to the girls, Leshka is quite the drinker. But I've said it, and I won't say it again. Forgive my dislike for hobbies of that kind, if you will... So: Alexey became such good friends with those comrades from the "Akademik Fyodorov" that they have now invited him to join them on a research expedition to Antarctica! No, can you imagine that? Where can a guy from Magnitogorsk (where only the Ural River flows, not particularly deep, though navigable near the city) find a giant ship to go and celebrate New Year's at the South Pole?! Only in Cape Town, where else?! ? He will be working there with the cooks (after all, he's a former bartender!) On November 5th, they set sail from Russia (I don't know which city yet). The journey will take about a month with a stop of about four days in Germany. They will be with us in the first days of December. Leshka promised to call me or Katya when they arrive. He managed to spend two summers in a row, first celebrating New Year's in Africa, and now, likely, he will celebrate it in Antarctica! Well, a romantic's dream, indeed! October 30, 2008. Sunny Cape Town

OOlgaMalinka_09 · 21 gen 2010Leggi

Good evening everyone. Or maybe morning... Or maybe someone decided to spend a few minutes during the day and wandered in here) Sit back comfortably and move your right/left? hand away from your face). Straighten up and stretch. Are you really-really comfortable? Me too =) Well then I'll continue. So, first the most important thing... I'm very glad to see you. Why? Because if you're reading this - it means you're interested. If you're interested - I simply must be grateful. And further... Next, I'll reveal a little secret to you. No, not about aliens. And not even about robots of the future. Brrrrr. It's so uncomfortable and somehow unsettling... The secret will be closer to the end, so that you read what comes before the secret, otherwise all secrets told before they're supposed to be told aren't secrets at all..=) It all started when I decided to take part in a contest. "IEC - 2029". I made up my mind, but my thoughts wouldn't line up into a long and logical chain for a long time, and I didn't feel like just improvising on the fly like in school. I read other blogs. I liked them. And everyone writes so interestingly. And so futuristic... Ah, I thought, and decided it was already late, after all it's midnight, I wrote half a page of an introduction and went to bed. Morning is wiser than the evening... Alarm clock... I really don't want to get uuuup.. Five more minutes... Well at least four... I open my eyes, and everything around looks somehow new… Hmm. - ¡por fin! - Switzerland? - Faire sa malle? - Luggage? Where is my luggage? A hum of voices merges into one and echoes back. I don't understand anything. The phrase appears before my eyes "Work and Travel. "Gather a group of 5 friends and any country of your choice!"" A girl runs up to me, slightly out of breath, but she smiles... She smiles! (And how do they have the patience for everyone? To answer five hundred thirty-eight questions every day…) Office. They invite me in… (I love coming to their office. If everyone were this genuinely kind, grumpy salespeople would disappear, because they'd be ashamed of their grumpiness, and it would be nicer for me to buy bread.) -Where are we going today? We have new… Just a second! What tours? Where are we going? And what about the visa, the consulate? Choose first? Um.. Well, let's take a look… Taaak…."235 countries, color in the white spots in the geography of life" Interesting… Can you book? How?? A reservation six months in advance?? And you calculate everything for me and with discounts? Wow…. Aaa, can I go to Japan? Seriously can I? But how to communicate… I don't know Japanese at all(((. You can also go to New Zealand? No way… And to? Where-where?? To Antarctica to the icebergs??? Can I, for example, go where the Maya lived? Um.. and to Bermuda? And to Tokelau and to Fiji? I can't believe it... And I remember back in 2010 I was sitting the same, choosing a state in America.. And it seemed like everyone mostly went there.. Okay. I got distracted. I somehow can't decide what to choose… I don't know so many languages, how am I supposed to go? New translator programs? They react on their own, and then even explain everything? O.o How many languages will I learn then.. I don't need that many.. Well yes, I agree… Although… Payment worries me….. Nooo.. It's probably expensive… I can't afford it at all. Really-really can you choose how much to pay and the repayment period? Somehow unreal… And what's that bonus? Oh no.. I don't want to be in someone else's dreams. I'm kind of scared… Do you explain safety rules and trainings? Still somehow - I haven't decided yet… But what if they don't give me a visa? Now they give them to everyone starting this year? To everyone-everyone? Ah, well I haven't broken the rules and I'm not involved in criminal circles. A couple of documents? Okay, I'll bring a statement from the dean's office that I promise to return). Oh come on, no matter what you say, home is still better. Thank you, can I drop by tomorr