photos/video: anna wegelin 
The Republic of Kazakhstan, is five times the size of France, but only has a population of just 17 million.
What I'm trying to say is, there is a lot of room for everyone who lives in this beautiful country. A few weeks ago while I was there, I went camping with my family, which sounds like no biggie, but let me tell you a little bit about camping in Kazakhstan. First of all people are mad crazy there, you will get easily killed if you are at the wrong time at the wrong place.
This year there was this ridiculous killing series going on in the mountains and a lot of families got killed by terrorists for no reason. Well my family decided to go camping as well, oh dear let me tell you how happy I was when I heard about that.
I went quite often on camping trips while I was a little kid, but times had changed so I must admit that I got a bit scared by the thought driving deep in into the mountains with no army in the back.
After a 5 hour ride with the Jeep towards China we've reached a heavenly nice spot surrounded by nature.
Not only that we've crossed rivers, which scared the shit out of me, also the temperature changed from 32 °C to 3 °C.
I guess that was mother natures refreshing welcome slap, just to say HI.
By the time it got dark we only managed to make fire, to eat Russian bacon, but most important I tried everything to pass out by a good amount of alcohol, to survive the night sleeping peacefully like a snoring bear. But that didn't happen. The pussy out of me decided to stay awake all night long, waiting the terrorists to come. I was literally shitting my pants by the sounds of the rushing leaves, the chilly wind and the noisy crickets.
Mother Nature was trying badly to sing me into sleep, by singing "Hush, little baby, don't say a word. Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird" but no, there I was, lying in my tent, listening to all the whispering terrorists, who were about to kill all of us brutally with a stab knife, without leaving anyone behind.
I woke up the next day, exhausted as fuck but hell yeah I was alive. No one talked about how their night or dreams were, but I wasn't the only one who was into celebrating life that day. Can't wait to tell you about my 2nd night in Part II, it got even better...to be continued.
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