Resort business, Sochi, Gelendzhik (2014)
Next, I named the most interesting route – that Caucasus, Still, no money was intercepted for life, and I was killed in Sochi, Later, I settled down to live in a village in Gelendzhik. I found a beautiful house in the cottage of a Georgian owner and worked there as a rood seller and administrator for him for a long time. And all this by chance. Do not repeat such experiments. Should not be repeated! Life threatening! You may find yourself destitute, starving, or without documents or clothes at all. To be honest, I worked in a village in Gelendzhik for only a season. For me, this is good, I earned so much money in Gelendzhik, in the resort business, that is, much more than my peers, friends from Novosibirsk. Location: Gelendzhik village.
Health care diseases (2014)
Then I found myself showing off, showing on show off. I bought beautiful things for myself, ordered a coupe ticket. I left Gelendzhik and went back to my homeland, to Altai. I arrived by taxi, to the place of the Holy Altai Spring, to Ust-Charyshskaya Pristan, near Gorny Altai. I was a complete shuttle and alone, I stopped in the Altai village at the monastery. I met the supply manager, a woman who beware my friend in my destiny, she settled me in free housing, simple, in a village hour with poor electricity and no running water, So I spent the whole ascetic in prayer and in nature, visited the monastery, I made great friends with Galina, the supply manager, and we checked the time well, I helped with the housework, came to visit. Soon, the whole village knew about me, about some of the gossip, but the gossip was of a positive nature. I was fed pies in bad, rainy weather. I was sitting in a truck delivering goods to the village. Galina's friends told me that there is no work here and do not live in the cold, while you are young on the shore of yourself. In the last days, before leaving back, an autumn thunderstorm struck. On the occasion of an electricity phobia, I left the Ust-Charysh pier and took a taxi back to my native harbor, home on the road to Kazakhstan in nostalgia. For the first time, I rented the cheapest housing near the thermal power plant in my own city. She did not return to her ancestors from diseases. Then I realized that I am not a spiritual ascetic, an adventurer, she began to lead a worldly image: going to night cafes, to beautiful luxury single hotels. I became so interested! Later, I got a job as a novice nurse, assistant and nurse, I packed me beautiful suitcase, came to ready, free housing for an elderly woman. Basic medical services, household services are required. Often the head nurse came and I helped her in the procedures. The landlady wanted to connect me with her young man, her son and the risk of wide living after the death of an elderly woman. But by 2015, I lost all my savings and contacted my ancestors via laptop. By the beginning of2015, I was finally back, Location: Altai Territory, on the border with Kazakhstan.