Retrospective, episode 2. Still in May.
This story set off with a swiss Andy, whom I met on the study visit. And a guide.
There's a guide -
Lonely Planet - with advice for travelers to different parts of the world. So Andreas, a traveler with experience, came to Belarus with this exact guide, which contained 2 sentences about Blue Lakes. 2 whole sentences.
So, after 6 days of the study visit, he rented a car and set off, taking with him Sophie from France and Sania from Latvia.

The puzzling fact is that these lakes, a jewel of Belarus landmarks, a marvelous product of mother nature's doings, is not marked on any maps. We had to improvise. Asked a few friends, got a direction and set off. To Miadzieł.

On the way a water basin caught our attention.



Miadzieł is a sweet little city near Naroch. Of course it has its own Lenin...

... a stage...

... and a castle! As we found out from man informational billboard. So there went. To the castle.

Coming up to a lake, we almost decided we got lost.

However, a passing fisherman dissolved our fears, with a wide gesture showing us the "castle".

As we were quietly endorsing the development of belarusian rural p.r., the man added:
-If you walk a bit further, there's also a beach.
We didn't bother to explore "the beach" and headed north.





We discovered the way via a couple of construction workers, gifted a piece of swiss chocolate with pistachios to a citizen of Konstantinovo (to fight his alcohol breath) and finally made it to Grumbinenty. Don't bother looking at the map. It's not there.

The owner of this, and a handful of other artworks-out-of-anything, made it clear, that it wasn't possible to get closer than 2km to the lakes by car. So we walked.

Describing what we say has little sense, have a look for yourself. We passed Glubelka, Glubla and Mertvoe.
The place is very clean, ready for tourists. Just that it's all in russian.
The entrance turned out to be on the opposite side of the area, but we didn't have the day to see all of the place. We saw what we could and set out back on P95.

The road back was no less scenic.



Tired of the road we had dinner in Smorgon. The cuisine was twice cheaper than in the capital.


And on to Minsk, without incident.


That's it, thank you for your attention.