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The Decision<\/h2>\n\n\n\n


My first visit to Kaliningrad in 2000: 23 December 2000 <\/h3>\n\n\n\n

See you in Kaliningrad Russia!<\/em> is one in a series of posts that recount my first visit to Kaliningrad in 2000, and my first impressions of the land, the people and its culture.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Updated: 11 January 2021 | First published: 8 July 2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I am not, and have never been, a traveller, so my first trip to Russia was as much a surprise to me as it was to everybody else. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

The story of my first trip to Russia has been told so many times that it is almost legendary, but for the uninitiated it goes something like this. From my unlimited knowledge of the country, having grown up in the late 60s early 70s on Len Deighton\u2019s and John le Carr\u00e9\u2019s Cold War thrillers, Michael Caine spy films and Callan<\/em>, and having been force fed Solzhenitsyn\u2019s novel, One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich<\/em>, at school, as far as I was concerned Russia was the USSR and in deciding to go there I was off behind the Iron Curtain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My first visit to Kaliningrad (year 2000) and my first impressions of Kaliningrad and Russia. Links to posts in this series arranged in chronological order<\/strong>:
1. The Decision: My first visit to Kaliningrad: December 2000<\/a> {You are here! \ud83d\ude0a}
2. Kaliningrad via Gdansk (23 December 2000)<\/a>
3. First Day in Gdansk (24 December 2000)<\/a>
4. Christmas in Gdansk (25 December 2000)<\/a>
5. Boxing Day in Gdansk: Kaliningrad 2000 (26 December 2000)<\/a>
6. Into Russia (27 December 2000)<\/a>
7. Kaliningrad: First Impression (27 December 2000)<\/a>
8. The Hotel Russ, Svetlogorsk (27 December 2000)<\/a>
9. Exploring Svetlogorsk (28 December 2000)<\/a>
10. Svetlogorsk to Kaliningrad by Train (28 December 2000)<\/a>
11. Kaliningrad 20 Years Ago (28 December 2000)<\/a>
12. Russian Hospitality Kaliningrad (28 December 2000)<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

In the weeks leading up to my departure I took advantage of the internet, using computers in the offices of the publishing company where I was supposed to be working to research my travel arrangements and Russia in general. In those days I was not particularly switched on to the British establishment\u2019s trashing of everything Russian, so I took all of the warnings and don\u2019ts very seriously. Admittedly, it was not all fabrication. This was the year 2000 and the catastrophic after effects of perestroika were still ricocheting throughout Russia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was my intention to access Kaliningrad, Russia, via Gdansk, Poland, about which the Foreign and Commonwealth Office (FCO) warnings were also dire. At this time Poland was independent. It had its own sovereignty and had not yet become a vassal state of the European Union. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

The end result of my internet research was that I ended up with a hulking great Lever Arch folder bursting at the seams with the scariest stuff imaginable ~ not a reassuring read for a novice and nervous traveller. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

 Why Go?<\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n

My decision to fly to Russia had not been made on the basis that I wanted to discover Russia or anywhere, for that matter. As I said earlier, I was no traveller. The thought of flying was anathema to me. I had not flown since a school trip to Switzerland in 1971. But, in the summer of 2000, all that was to change.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I met a woman who was later to be my wife. Her name was Olga. Olga was an English language teacher. She was spending a month in London, having brought a group of Russian students on a cultural trip to England. We met, I showed her around London ~ mostly around the pubs of London ~ a relationship developed, and when she had to return to Russia as her visa had expired, and I was faced with the unthinkable prospect of never seeing her again, I decided that if she could not come back to England then I would go to Russia. That this decision was taken after several pints in Clerkenwell’s Wetherspoon\u2019s pub in London is immaterial. I had made a promise, and I had to stick to it!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But I would not be going alone. My fear of flying was so ingrained that I needed a co-pilot. I found one in my younger brother, whose flippant, frivolous and devil-may-care attitude was exactly what was needed on a dangerous mission like this.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

See you in Kaliningrad Russia!<\/h3>\n\n\n\n

What Brits don\u2019t know about Russia you could write on a postage stamp ~ billions of them ~ but one thing we do know is that it snows out there: Russia is very cold. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I cannot recall a single Russian spy film or television series made in the West where there is not a surplus of snow and furry hats, so you can be certain that we spent the weeks leading up to the trip equipping ourselves for Siberia, filling our oversized bags with woolly jumpers, great thick socks, big hulking overcoats, thermal shirts and the must-have cotton long johns. As it happened, even though we were travelling to Russia\u2019s westernmost point, where the climate is not dissimilar to England\u2019s, on this occasion we had been wise to take precautions, as the temperature sank whilst we were there to minus 29C.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In addition to clothing baggage, there was another type, the kind that comes with security. Having read over and over again that we were likely to be robbed at knife point or, at the very least, succumb to spates of pickpocketing, we had taken every precaution and more. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Credit cards were stashed away in various places; credit card company emergency numbers had been written down in at least two pocket books; the names of family, friends and close associates, all of whom could help us if we found ourselves in a jam, were meticulously listed along with contact numbers and emails (where they existed!); and money? ~ we were taking US dollars, some of which I had cunningly concealed in a money belt. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

The money belt that I would be using to keep my dollars safe was no ordinary, bog-standard traveller\u2019s belt. Having read somewhere that savvy robbers went straight for the type of belt that you buy from travel-clothes shops, I had acquired from an old army friend an ordinary leather belt which had a zipped liner at the back into which notes could be threaded. This belt wasn\u2019t additional; it was the one that held your trousers up; the notes were very tightly stashed in a thin threaded line, so you can imagine the difficulty of paying for something, especially in somewhere busy such as a supermarket! Still, the currency that I had stuffed inside the leg of one of my socks was not such a difficult enterprise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

After a\nmonth of fretting and dwelling masochistically on what it would be like to be\nplummeting earthwards in a doomed airliner, I was ready to say goodbye.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Before departing (I was inclined to say \u2018leaving\u2019), a close friend of mine did all he could to reassure me: \u201cAfter all,\u201d he said philosophically, \u201cit\u2019s not the flying you have to worry about, just the crashing.\u201d  <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Next post in this series:
2. Kaliningrad via Gdansk<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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