Tobolsk is a lovely little town - it used to be Siberia's capital, but gradually lost its importance when it was bypassed by the main Trans-Siberian route. The Kremlin there is in great nick and the old town down the hill is charmingly dilapidated with stacks of lovely wooden houses. It gave you an insight into how the peasants would once have looked up to the lord of the manor types in their fancy place up on the hill.
The town isn't really set up for visitors though - we saw one hotel (the one we were staying in) and one cafe (where we ate very well twice) in our two days there. We were greeted with broad smiles on our second visit to the cafe - I assumed that we'd created such a good impression first time. The waitress came over and asked for our dictionary and disappeared for 5 mins. She returned with a slip of paper saying we'd been under-charged the day before by 250 rubles (we had thought it a little cheap). No wonder she was delighted to see us - there's every chance it could have come out of her wages.
The town isn't really set up for visitors though - we saw one hotel (the one we were staying in) and one cafe (where we ate very well twice) in our two days there. We were greeted with broad smiles on our second visit to the cafe - I assumed that we'd created such a good impression first time. The waitress came over and asked for our dictionary and disappeared for 5 mins. She returned with a slip of paper saying we'd been under-charged the day before by 250 rubles (we had thought it a little cheap). No wonder she was delighted to see us - there's every chance it could have come out of her wages.
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