Irkutsk and Baikal

Can't figure out yesterday's highlight: seeing the glorious Lake Baikal, eating fish from a random market, trespassing to get to a crazy steep foot path up a mountain with a girl from Raleigh (Faith), a guy from Switzerland (David), and a British (self-proclaimed) ex-criminal (Jez); watching a teenager dry hump his girlfriend on the canon of a tank while making out in broad daylight, walking into our room to find two people sleeping in my bed (Miles and Minda) because the hostel sold my bed not realizing I was still occupying that area, or going to dinner with a huge and diverse group of ten for dinner and beer. The group, consisiting of Americans, Canadians, the French, and a Swiss man, chatted for hours over everything from travel to faux astronauts to American politics to Mormons (and the list goes on). Faith, David, Miles, Minda, Stefan, Stefanie, Greg, and the three of us - a melange of personalities.

Yesterday was one of the best days yet, mostly because of the awesome people we met! My pictures of Faith didn't come out (sorry guys!!), but here is David, Stephane, Miles, and Minda:

 

PS - Hang in there