This was the day of the final of the European Championship, Germany v Spain and a Spanish resident that was a game that I wanted to see. The Championship had won me a bottle of beer of the v game Russia Spain, a gamble with our security man, by what they had planned a short trip that will allow us to be back in our hotel in Simferopol good moment for the party. Olga had seen what looked like a large lake and promising in the southwest corner of Crimea and this was going to be our destination today. The map shows a path that would lead us to our destination and we find the detour that we wanted, halfway between Simferopol and Sevastopol quite easily. Terrain was fascinating, doubled the crops of rock pushed upward, some hundreds of feet of the Prairie soil were going through and the more we travel, the more dramatic it became the landscape. We had been travelling for a couple of hours and pulled in a cafeteria of road, that proved to be a real find. It was idyllic.
places to eat, were dispersed by an orchard of cherry trees, a selection of his own desert, very friendly people goats, sheep, cats and dogs roamed and the food was very good. After satisfying our appetites us away from a nearby Lake, which seemed very attractive, but the time was passing and only halfway to the immense Lake that had seen on the map. The Lake was not identified, but met with a traffic signal to a town that was in the right direction and took the detour, 300 metres further on, we find ourselves with an input signal does not?Perplexed and follow the asphalt turned into stone and gravel.