6,541 Miles GMT +9 Temp –18
Virtually
no sleep last night because of the storm, but I did eventually get some
photos, and see the sunrise, which was adequate recompense. Togo
returned us to Ulan Ude early on Friday morning. It would have been nice to
stay longer with the family, but we made our choices and have no spare
days left to spend, sadly. We only had few hours here, as we can only
use the Vladivostok service from today, so we spent most of it a little
way out of the city at Buddhist temples.
During
the 1930’s Russian anti-religious mania, every Buryat Buddhist temple
was destroyed. Ulan Ude was closed by the Soviets until 1988, and the
Buryat culture was almost destroyed in that time. Thankfully today
Buryatia is recovering, new temples have been built and the Dali Lama
has visited to encourage the education and the re-establishment of
Buryat culture. We were welcomed at both of the temples that we visited,
and at the second one, invited to watch the monks making sand mandalas,
which was such a lesson in patience and timely reminder of
impermanence.
Ulan
Ude is the intersection of the Trans-Siberian meets and
Trans-Manchurian Railways, and the diversity of cultures is evident at
every turn, with Mongolian, Chinese and Buryats far outnumbering the
Russians on the streets – although architecturally it’s still
essentially a mix of Russian and Siberian buildings.
In
the main square built in Stalinist times is the largest head of Lenin
in the world and two tanks set on plinths – They feel and look out of
place in most cities to me, and here more than anywhere else.
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