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<pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2014 20:30:00 +0600</pubDate><category>road</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2014/10/last-post-from-the-road.html</guid>
<description>This was my last trip. I wrote on the bus from my phone, in the dark, on the last night at the border. The boy from the next bus is playing the komuz again, a different boy. I decided in the market in Urumqi when the girl with the chargers asked, &quot;Mama Talas, next time?&quot; and I said nothing. I put…</description></item><item><title>The ledger</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2014/06/the-ledger.html</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jun 2014 21:10:00 +0600</pubDate><category>stall</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2014/06/the-ledger.html</guid>
<description>I counted the books for the six years. In total I went 31 times, about 700 kilos each trip with the lorry, 4 lorry drivers, 22 bus companies (I changed when they got rude), 3 robberies attempted, 1 successful. I paid the border: 11,000 dollars. I paid the family: more. My feet: priceless, but they…</description></item><item><title>Nurzat</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2014/03/nurzat.html</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2014 20:20:00 +0600</pubDate><category>family</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2014/03/nurzat.html</guid>
<description>Nurzat (my niece, 22 now) finished the courses in accountancy in Talas. She does not want to be an accountant. She wants to sell. She says &quot;I do not want to sit, I want to move&quot;. I said: I know. I said: watch the knees. She came with me in March. First trip: sick on the bus, sick at the border,…</description></item><item><title>The pass in December</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2013/12/the-pass-in-december.html</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 03 Dec 2013 19:00:00 +0600</pubDate><category>road</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2013/12/the-pass-in-december.html</guid>
<description>The bus left Urumqi at 6 in the evening. At 3 in the morning there was snow, big and quiet. At 8 the bus stopped: the road was closed at the pass, a lorry across the road. We waited. A man from Almaty shared his tea, I shared my bread, and a woman with a baby slept on my shoulder for five hours. I…</description></item><item><title>Everything is more</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2013/09/everything-is-more.html</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 19 Sep 2013 21:30:00 +0600</pubDate><category>Urumqi</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2013/09/everything-is-more.html</guid>
<description>Urumqi in September 2013 is not Urumqi in 2008. Everything +40%. The girl with the chargers has a shop of her own with a glass door, and a boy who carries her boxes. She remembered me: &quot;Mama Talas!&quot; and gave me the old price on the first order. The second order was the new price. The cardboard…</description></item><item><title>Bakai graduates</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2013/06/bakai-graduates.html</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 28 Jun 2013 19:40:00 +0600</pubDate><category>family</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2013/06/bakai-graduates.html</guid>
<description>Bakai got his diploma on Friday. Economics, TSU, a red cover. He did not need to wear the tie; I told him he must, I had a lot of ties. In September he starts work at a bank in the city, the bank with the blue sign. The first salary he gives to me and I give back. A mother has to do this.</description></item><item><title>My feet</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2012/11/my-feet.html</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2012 22:20:00 +0600</pubDate><category>health</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2012/11/my-feet.html</guid>
<description>I have to write this. I am 42. My doctor, Dr Zhamal at the polyclinic, looked at my legs and said the bus is not a good friend. Sitting 26 hours, standing 10, carrying 50 kilos. She said do not do it more than three times a year. I said I will think about it. She said nobody thinks about it until…</description></item><item><title>Ruslan is leaving the shop</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2012/05/ruslan-is-leaving-the-shop.html</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 May 2012 21:00:00 +0600</pubDate><category>phones</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2012/05/ruslan-is-leaving-the-shop.html</guid>
<description>Ruslan wrote he is leaving the phone shop for a repair centre. Four years. He started when he was this tall and now he is a man who buys me tea. I told him: go, but the new place will need screens and spare parts, and I know the shelf. He said &quot;Kunduz-apa, I will write you from the new place.&quot; I…</description></item><item><title>8 March</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2012/03/8-march.html</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 18:10:00 +0600</pubDate><category>stall</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2012/03/8-march.html</guid>
<description>My stall on International Women&#x27;s Day is full of men who have forgotten what to buy. A scarf, 15 som, they say &quot;it is for my wife&quot;, and the wife is standing behind them. I give them a card and a bear for free. It is the same bear as the keyring. If you are a man reading this: buy the scarf before…</description></item><item><title>Covers for the touch ones</title><link>https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2011/12/covers-for-the-touch-ones.html</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 18 Dec 2011 20:45:00 +0600</pubDate><category>phones</category><guid isPermaLink="true">https://blog.attelkom.net/chelnok/2011/12/covers-for-the-touch-ones.html</guid>
<description>The covers I sold for three years were for phones with buttons. Now Ruslan&#x27;s customers have the big touch screens and nothing fits. Every phone is a different size, with the same name. I wanted to cry. In December I went and bought 40 kinds of cover, 12 of each. I know at the stall which will…</description></item></channel></rss>
