After about a hundred meters, an old building, the only one in the street that is not a prefab is at the end of the road. I first thought it was an abandoned Church and wanted to go on, until an elderly lady who was on the bus and had overheard that we want to the Institute, calls behind us. It gives us to understand that we are just about to pass it. The da?
I point to the old building. You nods and disappears with her dog in the undergrowth. And then there is me. The decorations in the House represent plants. When you open the door there is a staircase that is painted with floral motifs. Grapes and apples, spikes and all kinds of other fruits cause a portrait of a man in his image, his name is along the staircase. That must be it.
Here, a few kilometres south of St Petersburg, is the site of the Institute. Here is planted on an area of about one square kilometre, harvested, stored and preserved, what may seem useless at first glance, what could decide the fate of mankind but maybe once. As I look at the rather Ferry Liverpool Dublin coupon on.
Wheat which carries little grains, much to small apples, or oats, which grows so tall that he can easily be twisted by the storm. Raritären, exotic but also seeming banalities like the common wheat. The majority of the 330,000 seeds are for industrial agriculture not of concern. But for biologists of inestimable value. And every now and again but for agriculture.
Because among the varieties that store in Pavlovsk, including those stored in anywhere else in the world. And even those that are already extinct in the wild. Like for example the Chilean potatoes, over which Chile is very rejoiced when it got sent to you on request from Pavlovsk. Or the North American beans, which were wiped out by industrial agriculture and to broadcast again after could grow.
Or the Ethiopian grain, the after the post colonial turmoil only on the shelves at the Vavilov Institute was to be found in Pavlovsk and can grow well again in Ethiopia. It is not only a house full of seeds in a full field and fields, it is a certainty. It is sometimes a rescue in an emergency.
We were amazed not bad just like back in the Ferry Liverpool Belfast Test as we strolled through the monastery and its gardens and enjoy the looks left. But that was nothing compared to what we saw when we left the island at the opposite end over a wooden footbridge. After recently, we were faced with a rock wall in the 252 grottoes was hewn in 60 years lasting work as a whole.
Dienstag, 10. März 2015
Freitag, 6. März 2015
New in Rabe de las Calzadas
No mobilization, but Waking up to music. The next bed by Olli had his cell phone used as an alarm clock. He found, however, when the music started, neither his glasses, the cell phone. However, it was already 06.45 clock. At 0730 clock we went and had first orientation problems. We went only by 300 m on the right track, but were not sure whether the way is really on this road then. So we went back to the village and asked the first " locals ".
But that was an Italian who also sought the way. We are then back to the hostel and since we met a Spaniard, who showed us the two options of the captivity. We then have the simpler, elected to the National Road, which reunites after three km by another way. After a good half hour we were already on the first pass of the day.
The Alto de San Roque is according to a friend from Ferry Belfast Cairnryan prices 1270 m high. At 08.30 clock, we have taken into hospital in a beautifully renovated Meson breakfast. The villages are built typical of this area, fieldstone. It is also typical that the village roads are probably only from the rain or the streams that lead from time to time flood cleaned. You have definitely been concentrated to dodge the cow patties. To 09.16 clock, we arrived on the Alto de Poio, 1337 m high.
It was then for the first of the last real pass similar to Summer Ferry Belfast Liverpool . In Fonfria, a little village, we were on the edge of a farmer who just moved from the house to the barn asked to wait a moment. She came back from the house and presented on a plate covered a large stack of delicious crepes -like pancakes. With or without sugar, as desired. Of course, they then expected a Donativo. She also knew the German word for her "gift" to the pilgrims. We have given her a euro and got after she asked how many pilgrims from Newcastle still come, greetings along the way.
The other way consisted of sunken paths and sheep tracks and walked up the hill and down hills through a very beautiful landscape. Lunch break, we kept with Martin and Ronny in Tricastela in a village square with playground equipment. Since we had gone from the heights again to 670 m down. There were tomatoes, sausage and bread.
Then it went on, again over a small height of 900 m, through small farming villages and ancient village connecting roads, the Corredoiras. Rocky, steep downhill and uphill and through the cattle drive some very muddy. At 16:00 clock we finally arrived in Sarria and were on the way to the hostel which had campaigned very early on the access road, deflected by a young lady in her hostel.
It seemed as if these two hostels that are located on a street with each other the guests take away. We did not care where we found a bed. The house was very neat and clean, with a kitchen and washing machine. If we had wanted a room would have been to have two beds also. But we were happy with the standard offer. Except for the failure in Rabe de las Calzadas we are always good for this.
But that was an Italian who also sought the way. We are then back to the hostel and since we met a Spaniard, who showed us the two options of the captivity. We then have the simpler, elected to the National Road, which reunites after three km by another way. After a good half hour we were already on the first pass of the day.
The Alto de San Roque is according to a friend from Ferry Belfast Cairnryan prices 1270 m high. At 08.30 clock, we have taken into hospital in a beautifully renovated Meson breakfast. The villages are built typical of this area, fieldstone. It is also typical that the village roads are probably only from the rain or the streams that lead from time to time flood cleaned. You have definitely been concentrated to dodge the cow patties. To 09.16 clock, we arrived on the Alto de Poio, 1337 m high.
It was then for the first of the last real pass similar to Summer Ferry Belfast Liverpool . In Fonfria, a little village, we were on the edge of a farmer who just moved from the house to the barn asked to wait a moment. She came back from the house and presented on a plate covered a large stack of delicious crepes -like pancakes. With or without sugar, as desired. Of course, they then expected a Donativo. She also knew the German word for her "gift" to the pilgrims. We have given her a euro and got after she asked how many pilgrims from Newcastle still come, greetings along the way.
The other way consisted of sunken paths and sheep tracks and walked up the hill and down hills through a very beautiful landscape. Lunch break, we kept with Martin and Ronny in Tricastela in a village square with playground equipment. Since we had gone from the heights again to 670 m down. There were tomatoes, sausage and bread.
Then it went on, again over a small height of 900 m, through small farming villages and ancient village connecting roads, the Corredoiras. Rocky, steep downhill and uphill and through the cattle drive some very muddy. At 16:00 clock we finally arrived in Sarria and were on the way to the hostel which had campaigned very early on the access road, deflected by a young lady in her hostel.
It seemed as if these two hostels that are located on a street with each other the guests take away. We did not care where we found a bed. The house was very neat and clean, with a kitchen and washing machine. If we had wanted a room would have been to have two beds also. But we were happy with the standard offer. Except for the failure in Rabe de las Calzadas we are always good for this.
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