
While searching the Internet for a true quiet island holiday, I survived across Long Island, the Bahamas, a small island eighty miles long and only three miles wide, aptly named "Long Island", one of the most southerly islands in the Bahamas .
When I started reading about the lack of tourism, beautiful stretched and secluded beaches on both the Atlantic and the Caribbean sides of the island, I began to relax and thought that I spent hours walking on an incredibly beautiful beach without concern in the world ...
Continuing my education, I began to absorb the relaxed lifestyle. I felt a serious desire to get to this island, and the sooner the better.
Like a dream, when I start writing this, I'm sitting on the porch of a wonderful, romantic cottage, The Whistling Duck, located south of Clarence Town.
Our little 20 seats or so aircraft landed at Keith Deadman Airport (Cay pronounced "key" in the Bahamas) at the southern tip of the island. We were blessed by Nancy, the caretaker for the owners or our private cottage, who drove us to The Whistling Duck.
She was friendly, had a hearty Bahamian laugh, and offered to help us (including car rental, which we used on our second day). She said she telephoned if we had any questions.
On our flight from Nassau to Kate Deadman, we already wondered what could be the best thing about what we ultimately call "Another Long Island" ...
This can certainly be incredible water. There are the most beautiful shades of Caribbean and Atlantic blues from clear to light blue to aqua to turquoise to deep bluish-purple to various oceanic shades of green that I have ever seen.
And again it can be surprisingly secluded beaches with soft sands, a good hunt for shells and a constant soothing rhythm of thundering waves. Wait, it's likely that the worst people on the planet on Long Island.
If you have a quiet adventure, there are many small roads leading from the only northern and southern main road, the Queen’s Highway. Each of the small, mostly mud or sand "highways" should lead to a new head, trembling "Wow!". view and experience.
No, in fact it should be water sports from scuba diving, diving, sailing, boating, fishing, to kayaking.
Looking back, the best that can be said about Other Long Island can be one of the sights or activities that we didn’t aspire to, such as a collapse or who knows!
The most attractive aspect may be a combination of any of the above, or maybe just completely relaxing, away from all the stress of work and city life.
This island takes your imagination back in time to what the Bahamas were like. Amenities are few. The food is great. Supplies are limited, but are available if you know where and when to go. Bahamian and US dollars are interchangeable. People are warm, always seem to have a friendly smile on their friendly faces and more than hospitable and helpful.
Whistling Duck Cottage was everything he looked at, on the website and more. Our Persian greenhouse cottage had a perfect covered porch with a double wicker swing, a gas barbecue grill and two teakwood chairs and canvas to sit and soak up the Atlantic view and harbor in Clarence Town.
We quickly discovered that it was the perfect place to sip your morning coffee or tea, read our hearts, or just relax.
The bedroom has another deck with two sun loungers and an outdoor shower that I used all week. Ceiling fans in the living room, kitchen and bedroom help the comfort of the interior with constant artificial breezes.
At the edge of the water there is a gazebo, where we hung out, absorbing the looks and sounds of water, and spent reading time during the week. The room rate includes a bath and beach towels. Kayak is available for a small deposit. Laundry facilities are located at Flying Fish Marina, if necessary. For an additional fee you can spend Nancy every day in the cottage.
The cottage included two bicycles that provided exercise and transportation for our first days. adventure on the island to check out Clarence Town.
We filled our backpack with materials from one of two small stores and made friends with the little boy Horace in the True Value store and in the other store. Horace seemed truly intrigued by my Asics silver and blue sneakers, which showed trepidation in his big eyes when he touched them.
We quickly discovered that the car was a must if we really wanted to explore the island. It was just too much to ride eighty miles on bicycles to get to the northern tip of our peaceful holiday on the island.
By the way, do not forget to take enough money, as some of the rental car operators do not accept credit cards. (If you think gas is expensive in the US, check out $ 6.10 per gallon in the Bahamas, and this is in 2008!).
The Long Island tourist map looks like a cartoon and makes it look like all the roads on the island are paved. If you have an adventurous spirit, don’t be surprised if you take one of the many off-road roads from the Queen’s Highway to suddenly find yourself on a small, rocky, car-width path that looks like it’s worthless.
Rest assured that slow motion and patience will pay off with spectacular rewards, as the launching, beautiful ocean views provide stimulating visual overload, especially on the Caribbean side of the island.
Throughout our first week of July there was a constant breeze. Every morning, various kinds of birds sang fun. We quickly found out why the cottage was called “Whistling duck! The island is really such a flying feather friend!
Hummingbirds were busy moving from flower to flower during the day. My best half unknowingly imitated a flower one afternoon, when I was wearing a bright yellow peak, and she had to gently worry to get a hummingbird to leave her alone.
The humidity was very high and sweaty. The combination of presence in the shade and breeze was a very pleasant and best place to be without us in the water. Every morning on the front deck I was soaked for several minutes. Ocean view definitely inspired me!
On the second day, Nancy came down from a rented car, which we organized the day before, and we set off on our first adventure. Using the tourist map, we headed south to Hard Bargain, one of about thirty villages located up and down the island.
We entertained ourselves by pretending to find out how Hard Bargain got its name and came up with many possibilities. Turning east on a small gravel road, we headed to the Caribbean side of the island and found ourselves in the abandoned salt fields of the Diamond Crystal Salt Company.
In the days before cooling, salt was used to preserve meat and fish for ships sailing to the sea, and was a huge business. We thought we were lost when we rounded a curve on the road and at the same time suffocated from the incredible, stunning spectrum of blue Caribbean waters. This may have been the most beautiful view of the ocean water that one of us ever saw!
Following a sandy and gravel road, we returned to the Queen’s highway (a rather small, two-lane black road that runs almost the entire northern and southern length of the island) and headed north. For the most part, the disc is not very exciting. On the one hand or on the other hand there are ocean views. Almost any side path is likely to lead to a beautiful view of the ocean, a deserted beach and a new adventure.
Wanting to see the Stella Maris Resort, built in the 1960s, we found ourselves on a hill in the middle of a resort, where we saw that the deep, almost purple-blue waters of the Atlantic look one way, and the star, blue and rainbow-colored waters of the Caribbean, just turning their heads 180 degrees, which was pretty amazing.
The resort of Stella Maris is large and is the only place on the island with tennis courts. We noticed several signs for sale in front of several houses located in the resort, and found that we want ... sigh.
Lunch at the resort overlooking the beach, we found the food and service were ok, but could have improved the quality. We have not reached the point that, apparently, one of the best plantation ruins on the island, which are located in the resort.
We hoped to reach the northern tip of the island to see one of the two other resorts, the cape of Santa Maria and the monument to Christopher Columbus, but we decided that we would not have enough time. We will make sure that we see both on our next visit.
Wonderful, a reminder that we had no plans, and usually determined every morning what we would do in the next few hours. No stress, no phones, no technology, no traffic, no hurry. Just the constant gentle breeze and soothing sounds of the waves of the Atlantic relax us, stimulate our senses and soothe our souls.
We enjoyed walking on Lochabar beach. We quickly realized that getting to the beach from the gazebo was much easier at low tide, which should have been lower than the tide, at least three to four feet.
We found a lot of small shells and two large shells with the most beautiful dark pink inside, sand dollars and lots of small shells during the week.
Walking to the right for about 30 minutes on Lochabar beach, we rounded a bend and faced a huge blue hole. Blue holes immediately depart from the surrounding shallow sandy waters to fairly deep depths.
One of our coolest adventures was to see the deepest blue hole in the world. Dean's blue hole is located on Long Island and goes to a depth of about 660 feet! We were told that the second largest underwater cave in the world is located at the bottom of the Blue Hole Dean.
One afternoon we had a wonderful picnic, only two of us. I was pretty nervous thinking about scuba diving in Dean's Blue Hole, and I decided that this must have been a very unknown thing that lies in the depths below. Locals dive from low rocks on the back side of the hole and constantly swim in its waters.
My best and much more beautiful half, there were no problems that came up in the middle of Dean Dina ... and love to worry about being a chicken to this day!
On the third morning, I called Nancy to find out where to get fresh fish, thinking that there should be a lot in the Bahamas. She mentioned Nick the fisherman and ventured from us. I left a message and he called us a few hours later.
Nick, the fisherman, said that he had a perch and a red grip that he had the day before. It turned out that Nick, his wife and six children lived at the end of our sandy gravel road. Five minutes passed to walk up to the hill to his house, where we were greeted by a welcome version of a man’s best friend, who ran up to us with a worriedly excited tail and definitely received our close attention.
There were many different underwater sonar and three fishing vessels in the yard. It was obvious that this family spent a lot of time, on, under water, or under water.
Nick greeted us and invited us.
On the wall were attracted the attention of the shark-jaws, so that they looked small and harmless, "in any case do not want one of them to be in the water", holy sh_ _! large maxillary, teeth-filled specimens.
Nick talked a little about how they ended up on Long Island. We learned that he is from Nassau. Nick and his wife Fiona have four boys and two girls.
Twenty-three years ago, he came up with the idea of creating a native Bahamian calendar, to which the whole family now belongs. It is sold through the Bahamas. The piece is original, and every month there are local Bahamian tidbits, including history and recipes for such things as soup and conch.
We bought two copies at one of the local stores to get home with us. We are planning to take advantage of some local recipes and use them for our next gastronomic dinner in the style of Bahamian lunch!
Nick began to talk about several wrecks of the ship, which he explored, and showed us a few items of interest, such as century-old antique denim bottles, four-year-old olive jars and much more.
One of the debris he mentioned was a ship called Southampton, which prompted me to share with the fact that my godson was visiting the University of Southampton in the south of England to get his masters in marine archeology.
Five days later, when we went to the airport to leave the island, I noticed that Nick’s royal blue pickup came up to us. His wife did not go out of the window, weaved her hands and tried to lower us.
We got down, and Nick ran to our car. He said, "I have something for your god-son," and rolled out a little white pipe. He explained that he recovered the pipe from the ship, which was allegedly set on fire by the Black Beard Pirate. Nick thought my godson, Tim, would love it. No doubt Tim will like it!
I have never experienced such a level of friendship, excitement, abundance and generosity on vacation. What an island! Maybe we should keep it a secret. In no case, this is a story that can be told as an example of how the world was in some cases, and, of course, as it should be!
Outer Edge Grill, located at Flying Fish Marina in Clarence Town, turned out to be one of our favorite places. It is located right on the water and is a great place where you can try a simple, local flavor for lunch or dinner, or have a drink and lovingly watch boats, waterfowl and other creatures.
We had lunch at The Outer Edge Grill several times, enjoying each visit very much. After one bite, we concluded that their shells would likely be the best on the island. Cracked shells and fried perch made for savory dishes.
Everyone at The Outer Edge was very friendly. We enjoyed talking with Germi and, in particular, with Stanlick. After I mentioned all the fried food on the island, Stan recommended a special order anywhere to cook our food on the grill, which was a great delicacy for the rest of our trip.
It was fun to check the boat coming in and out of the small jetty during the week. There were several fishing boats and several large, luxurious ships. Some of the names were Les Belles, Carcharia, Island Hope, Liquid Gold, Island Dream and Endless Adventure. Dominant ports included Miami, Coral Gables and Nassau and others.
The Rowdy Boys in Clarence Town’s Winter Haven Resort is by the water on the other side of a small peninsula near the pier. The food was very good and the family that belonged to her was very friendly.
We met Grandma Chloe and her husband, Granddaughter Justine, who was waiting for us and one of the sons. One afternoon we offered to drink Chloe. She chose SkyJuice, a mixture of gin and very sweet coconut milk. Soon she began to share her family history. She also shared the fact that her son Ben took the owners of the yacht Les Belles (see above paragraph) deep-sea fishing. Ben learned that they had no plans, and planned their casual adventure every day. What a wonderful way to travel by sea!
Chloe and her husband owned and exploited pineapple and a banana farm, which was destroyed by a hurricane a few years ago. She had tears in her eyes when she shared some of the difficulties experienced by her family. Their three boys had something loud during their young years, and he was given the nickname “Road-boys”.
Rowdy Boys Construction has now been built through the Bahamas, and more than a year ago has finished The Winter Haven Resort and Rowdy Boys Bar and Restaurant for its parents and family. We look forward to visiting the Rowdy Boys and this family again.
Forest Restaurant is located three miles south of The Whistling Duck. One night we had a wonderful dinner of cracked lobster, chopped shell, peas and rice and mashed potatoes. The owners, Dudley and Patty, were great.
One afternoon, we called a special order for grilled perch and chicken sandwiches, which, by the way, were amazing. When we stopped to pick up our picnic lunch, Dudley was waiting for us. I shared the fact that I had my entire stomach in the morning. He wrote down that he made me a club soda and blueberry brandy to fix me. They were out of club soda, so he used ginger ale. I told Dudley that I didn’t want any alcohol to help me, as he advised me to drink it straight. I did it reluctantly and was pleasantly surprised by the taste. Thirty minutes later, my stomach felt good. ΠΠΈΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ Ρ ΠΎΡΠΎΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ, ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ Ρ ΠΎΡΠΎΡΠΈΠΉ Π±Π°Π³Π°ΠΌΡΠΊΠΈΠΉ Π»Π΅ΠΊΠ°ΡΡΡΠ²Π΅Π½Π½ΡΠΉ Π½Π°ΠΏΠΈΡΠΎΠΊ, ΡΡΠΎΠ±Ρ ΠΈΡΠΏΡΠ°Π²ΠΈΡΡ Π²Π°Ρ!
ΠΡ ΠΎΡΡΠ°Π½ΠΎΠ²ΠΈΠ»ΠΈΡΡ Π² Π½Π΅ΡΠΊΠΎΠ»ΡΠΊΠΈΡ Π½Π΅Π±ΠΎΠ»ΡΡΠΈΡ ΠΏΡΠΈΠ΄ΠΎΡΠΎΠΆΠ½ΡΡ ΠΌΠ°Π³Π°Π·ΠΈΠ½Π°Ρ , ΡΡΠΎΠ±Ρ ΠΊΡΠΏΠΈΡΡ Π²ΠΎΠ΄Ρ ΠΈ ΠΊΡΡΡ ΠΏΡΠΎΠ΄ΡΠΊΡΠΎΠ² ΠΏΠΈΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΡ Π² ΡΠ΅ΡΠ΅Π½ΠΈΠ΅ Π½Π΅Π΄Π΅Π»ΠΈ. ΠΠΎΠ²ΡΡΠ΄Ρ ΠΌΡ ΡΠ»ΠΈ, Π»ΡΠ΄ΠΈ Π±ΡΠ»ΠΈ ΠΈΡΠΊΡΠ΅Π½Π½Π΅ Π΄ΡΡΠΆΠ΅Π»ΡΠ±Π½Ρ. ΠΡΡ Π½Π΅Π΄Π΅Π»Ρ Ρ Π½Π°Ρ Π½Π΅ Π±ΡΠ»ΠΎ Π½ΠΈΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ, ΠΊΡΠΎΠΌΠ΅ Π½Π΅ΠΎΠ±ΡΠΊΠ½ΠΎΠ²Π΅Π½Π½ΠΎ ΠΏΡΠ΅ΠΊΡΠ°ΡΠ½ΡΡ «Π²ΡΡΡΠ΅Ρ» Ρ Π»ΡΠ΄ΡΠΌΠΈ ΠΠΎΠ½Π³-ΠΠΉΠ»Π΅Π½Π΄Π°.
Π ΠΏΠ΅ΠΊΠ°ΡΠ½Π΅ Oasis Π·Π° ΠΏΡΠ΅Π΄Π΅Π»Π°ΠΌΠΈ ΠΠ»Π°ΡΠ΅Π½Ρ-Π’Π°ΡΠ½ Π΅ΡΡΡ Π·Π°ΠΌΠ΅ΡΠ°ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠ½ΡΠΉ Π΄ΠΎΠΌΠ°ΡΠ½ΠΈΠΉ Ρ Π»Π΅Π±, Π²ΠΊΠ»ΡΡΠ°Ρ ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΡ ΠΏΡΠ΅Π½ΠΈΡΡ ΠΈ ΠΌΡΡΠ½ΡΠ΅ Π·Π΅ΡΠ½Π°, ΠΊΡΠΊΠΈ ΠΈ Π΄Π΅ΠΊΠ°Π΄Π΅Π½ΡΡΠΊΠΈΠ΅ ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡΠ½ΡΠ΅ Π΄Π΅ΡΠ΅ΡΡΡ. ΠΡ ΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ΅ΡΠ΅ Π·Π°ΠΊΠ°Π·Π°ΡΡ Π±ΡΡΠ΅ΡΠ±ΡΠΎΠ΄Ρ Π΄Π»Ρ Π²ΡΠ²ΠΎΠ·Π° (ΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠ²Π½ΠΎΠΉ ΡΠ΅ΡΠΌΠΈΠ½ «ΠΏΠΎΠΉΡΠΈ») ΠΈΠ»ΠΈ ΡΡΠ΅ΡΡΡ Π½Π° ΡΠ»ΠΈΡΠ΅ Π² ΠΏΠ΅ΠΊΠ°ΡΠ½Π΅. ΠΡ Π½Π°Π±Π»ΡΠ΄Π°Π»ΠΈ, ΡΡΠΎ Π΄Π»Ρ Π½Π΅Π±ΠΎΠ»ΡΡΠΈΡ ΡΡΡΠ΅ΠΆΠ΄Π΅Π½ΠΈΠΉ Π±ΡΠ»ΠΎ ΠΎΠ±ΡΡΠ½ΡΠΌ ΠΈΠΌΠ΅ΡΡ Π½Π΅Π±ΠΎΠ»ΡΡΠΎΠΉ Π±Π°Ρ Π½Π° ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡΠ΅, ΠΈ ΠΠ°Π·ΠΈΡ Π½Π΅ ΡΡΠ°Π» ΠΈΡΠΊΠ»ΡΡΠ΅Π½ΠΈΠ΅ΠΌ.
ΠΠ°Ρ Π»ΡΠ±ΠΈΠΌΡΠΉ Π΄Π΅Π½Ρ Π·Π°ΠΊΠΎΠ½ΡΠΈΠ»ΡΡ ΡΠ΅ΠΌ, ΡΡΠΎ ΠΎΠ½ Π±ΡΠ» ΠΈΠΌΠΏΡΠΎΠ²ΠΈΠ·ΠΈΡΠΎΠ²Π°Π½Π½ΠΎΠΉ ΠΎΡΡΠ°Π½ΠΎΠ²ΠΊΠΎΠΉ Π² Π±Π°ΡΠ΅ «ΠΠΎΠ½ΠΊ» Π² «ΠΠ΅ΡΡΠ²Π΅ΠΊΠ΅» ΠΠ΅ΠΉ. ΠΡ Π½Π΅ ΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ΅ΡΠ΅ ΠΏΡΠΎΠΏΡΡΡΠΈΡΡ ΠΠ°ΠΊΡ, ΡΠ°ΠΊ ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ Π½Π° ΠΊΠ°ΠΆΠ΄ΠΎΠΉ ΡΡΠΎΡΠΎΠ½Π΅ Π΄ΠΎΡΠΎΠ³ΠΈ Ρ ΠΎΠ΄ΡΡ ΠΌΠ΅ΠΆΠ΄ΡΠ½Π°ΡΠΎΠ΄Π½ΡΠ΅ ΡΠ»Π°ΠΆΠΊΠΈ, Π° Π½Π΅ΡΠΊΠΎΠ»ΡΠΊΠΎ Π°Π²ΡΠΎΠΌΠΎΠ±ΠΈΠ»Π΅ΠΉ-ΠΌΡΡΠΎΡΠΎΠ², ΠΎΠ΄Π½Π° ΠΈΠ· ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΡ Π±ΡΠ»Π° ΠΎΠΊΡΠ°ΡΠ΅Π½Π° ΡΠ°ΡΠΏΡΠ»ΠΈΡΠ΅Π»Π΅ΠΌ «ΠΠ°ΠΊΡ-ΠΠΎΠ½ΠΊ-Π±Π°Ρ» Ρ ΠΎΠ±Π΅ΠΈΡ ΡΡΠΎΡΠΎΠ½.
ΠΡ ΠΏΠΎΡΠ»ΠΈ Π·Π° ΡΡΠΎΠΏΠΈΡΠ΅ΡΠΊΠΈΠΌ Π½Π°ΠΏΠΈΡΠΊΠΎΠΌ ΠΈ ΠΎΠ±Π΅Π΄ΠΎΠΌ. ΠΡ ΠΏΠΎΡΡΠ°Π²ΠΈΠ»ΠΈ Π·Π°ΠΊΠ°Π· Π½Π° Π±Π΅Π»ΠΎΠ΅ Π²ΠΈΠ½ΠΎ ΠΈ ΡΡΠΎΠΏΠΈΡΠ΅ΡΠΊΠΈΠΉ ΡΠ΄Π°Ρ Ρ ΠΠΈΠ·. ΠΠΈΠ· ΠΈ Π΅Π΅ ΠΌΡΠΆ ΠΡΡΠΈ, ΡΠΎΠ±ΡΡΠ²Π΅Π½Π½ΡΠΉ ΠΠ°ΠΊΡ. ΠΠ°Π·Π°Π»ΠΎΡΡ, ΠΎΠ½Π° Π΄Π΅ΠΉΡΡΠ²ΠΈΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠ½ΠΎ ΡΡΠ°ΡΡΠ»ΠΈΠ²Π° ΡΠ²ΠΈΠ΄Π΅ΡΡ Π½Π°Ρ ΠΈ Π²ΡΡΡΠ΅ΡΠΈΡΡΡΡ Ρ Π½Π°ΠΌΠΈ.
Π‘ΠΈΠ΄Ρ ΠΈ ΠΏΠΎΡΡΠ³ΠΈΠ²Π°Ρ Π½Π°ΡΠΈ ΠΊΠΎΠΊΡΠ΅ΠΉΠ»ΠΈ, ΠΆΠ°ΠΆΠ΄ΡΡΠΈΠ΅ ΠΆΠ°ΠΆΠ΄Ρ, ΠΌΡ Π½Π°Π±Π»ΡΠ΄Π°Π»ΠΈ, ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ ΠΈΠ½Π³ΡΠ΅Π΄ΠΈΠ΅Π½ΡΡ Π±ΡΠ»ΠΈ ΠΈΠ·ΠΌΠ΅Π»ΡΡΠ΅Π½Ρ ΠΈΠ·-Π·Π° ΡΠΎΠ³ΠΎ, ΡΡΠΎ ΠΎΠΊΠ°Π·Π°Π»ΠΎΡΡ ΡΠ²Π΅ΠΆΠΈΠΌ, ΡΠ°ΠΌΠΎΠ΄Π΅Π»ΡΠ½ΡΠΌ ΡΠ°Π»Π°ΡΠΎΠΌ ΠΈΠ· Π³ΠΎΠ²ΡΠ΄ΠΈΠ½Ρ, Π½Π΅ ΠΊΠ΅ΠΌ ΠΈΠ½ΡΠΌ, ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ ΠΡΡΠΈ, ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΠΉ Π²Π΅Π» ΠΌΠ°ΡΠ΅ΡΠ΅ Ρ ΠΎΡΡΡΡΠΌ ΠΎΡΡΡΡΠΌ ΠΎΡΡΡΡΠΌ Π½ΠΎΠΆΠΎΠΌ ΡΠ°ΠΊ ΠΆΠ΅ Π»ΠΎΠ²ΠΊΠΎ ΠΈ Π±ΡΡΡΡΠΎ, ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ ΠΈ Π²ΡΠ΅, ΠΊΠΎΠ³ΠΎ Ρ ΠΊΠΎΠ³Π΄Π°-Π»ΠΈΠ±ΠΎ Π²ΠΈΠ΄Π΅Π» ,
ΠΡ Π·Π½Π°Π»ΠΈ, ΡΡΠΎ Π½Π°ΠΌ ΠΏΡΠΎΡΡΠΎ Π½ΡΠΆΠ½ΠΎ ΠΈΠΌΠ΅ΡΡ Π½Π΅ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΠ΅ ΠΈΠ· ΡΡΠΈΡ ΡΠ²Π΅ΠΆΠΈΡ Π΄Π΅Π»ΠΈΠΊΠ°ΡΠ΅ΡΠΎΠ² ΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠ²Π° ΠΈ ΡΠ°Π·ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡΠΈΠ»ΠΈ Π΄Π²Π° ΠΎΡΠ΄Π΅ΡΠ°. Π Π°Π½ΡΡΠ΅ Ρ ΠΡΡΠΈ Π½ΠΈΠΊΠΎΠ³Π΄Π° Π½Π΅ Π±ΡΠ»ΠΎ ΡΠ°Π»Π°ΡΠ°. ΠΠ½Π° Π»ΡΠ±ΠΈΠ»Π° Π΅Π³ΠΎ ΡΠ°ΠΊ ΠΆΠ΅, ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ ΠΈ Ρ, ΠΈ ΡΡΠΎ Π±ΡΠ»ΠΎ Π»ΡΡΡΠ΅Π΅, ΡΡΠΎ Ρ ΠΊΠΎΠ³Π΄Π°-Π»ΠΈΠ±ΠΎ ΠΏΡΠΎΠ±ΠΎΠ²Π°Π».
ΠΠ΄ΠΈΠ½ ΠΈΠ· Π½Π°Ρ ΡΠΏΡΠΎΡΠΈΠ», ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ ΠΏΠΎΡΠ²ΠΈΠ»ΡΡ ΠΠ°ΠΊΡ. ΠΠΈΠ· ΡΠΊΠ°Π·Π°Π»Π° Π½Π°ΠΌ, ΡΡΠΎ ΠΡΡΠΈ ΡΠ°ΡΡΠΎ ΠΈΡΠΏΠΎΠ»ΡΠ·ΠΎΠ²Π°Π» ΠΊΠΎΠΏΡΠ΅, ΠΊΠΎΠ³Π΄Π° ΠΎΠ½ Π±ΡΠ» ΡΡΠ±Π°ΠΊΠΎΠΌ. ΠΠΎΠ³Π΄Π° ΠΎΠ½ ΠΏΡΠΎΠΏΡΡΡΠΈΠ» ΡΠ²ΠΎΡ ΡΠ΅Π»Ρ, ΠΎΠ½ Π΄ΠΎΡΡΠ°Π» ΡΠ²ΠΎΠ΅ ΠΊΠΎΠΏΡΠ΅, ΡΠ°ΡΡΠΎ ΠΏΠ»Π°Π²Π°Ρ ΠΏΡΡΠΌΠΎ Π°ΠΊΡΠ»Π°ΠΌΠΈ. ΠΠ³ΠΎ ΡΠΎΠ²Π°ΡΠΈΡΠΈ ΠΏΠΎ Π΄Π°ΠΉΠ²ΠΈΠ½Π³Ρ ΠΏΠΎΠ΄ΡΠΌΠ°Π»ΠΈ, ΡΡΠΎ ΠΎΠ½ ΡΡΠΌΠ°ΡΡΠ΅Π΄ΡΠΈΠΉ ΠΈ ΠΏΡΠΎΠ·Π²Π°Π»ΠΈ Π΅Π³ΠΎ «ΠΠ΅Π·ΡΠΌΠ½ΡΠΉ ΠΠ°ΠΊΡ» ΠΏΠΎΡΠ»Π΅ ΡΠΈΠ»ΡΠΌΠ° ΠΠ΅Π»Π° ΠΠΈΠ±ΡΠΎΠ½Π°. Π’Π°ΠΊΠΈΠΌ ΠΎΠ±ΡΠ°Π·ΠΎΠΌ, ΠΌΠ°ΠΊΡ-Π±Π°Ρ Conch, Π½Π°Π·Π²Π°Π½Π½ΡΠΉ Π² ΡΠ΅ΡΡΡ ΡΡΠΌΠ°ΡΡΠ΅Π΄ΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ ΡΡΠ±Π°ΠΊΠ°!
ΠΡΠ΄ΠΈ ΠΏΠΎΡΡΠΎΡΠ½Π½ΠΎ ΠΏΡΠΈΡ ΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΠ»ΠΈ ΠΈ ΡΡ ΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΠ»ΠΈ, ΠΏΠΎΠΊΠ° ΠΌΡ ΠΏΠΎΡΡΠ΅Π±Π»ΡΠ»ΠΈ Π½Π°Ρ Π²ΠΎΡΡ ΠΈΡΠΈΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠ½ΡΠΉ ΠΎΠ±Π΅Π΄. ΠΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π°Π³Π°Π»ΠΈ, ΡΡΠΎ ΠΠ°ΠΊΡ Π΄ΠΎΠ»ΠΆΠ΅Π½ Π±ΡΡΡ ΠΎΠ΄Π½ΠΈΠΌ ΠΈΠ· ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡ Π΄Π»Ρ ΠΎΠ±ΡΠ΅Π½ΠΈΡ, Π΅Π΄Ρ ΠΈ Π½Π°ΠΏΠΈΡΠΊΠΎΠ². ΠΠ΅ΠΊΠΎΡ ΠΏΡΠΈΠΌΠ΅ΡΠ½ΠΎ ΡΠ°ΠΊΠΎΠΉ ΠΆΠ΅ ΡΠΎΠ΄Π½ΠΎΠΉ, ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ ΠΈ ΠΎΠ½. Π ΠΊΡΡΠ³Π»ΠΎΠΉ Π΄Π΅ΡΠ΅Π²ΡΠ½Π½ΠΎΠΉ Ρ ΠΈΠΆΠΈΠ½Π΅ Π΅ΡΡΡ ΠΌΠ½ΠΎΠ³ΠΎΡΠΈΡΠ»Π΅Π½Π½ΡΠ΅ ΠΏΠ»Π°ΠΊΠ°ΡΡ ΡΠ°Π·Π½ΡΡ ΠΠ°Π»ΠΈΠΊΠΎΠ² ΠΈ Π΄ΡΡΠ³ΠΈΡ ΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠ²Π½ΡΡ ΠΏΠΈΠ²Π½ΡΡ Π΄Π΅Π²ΡΡΠ΅ΠΊ, Π΄Π΅ΠΌΠΎΠ½ΡΡΡΠΈΡΡΡΡΠΈΡ ΡΠ²ΠΎΠΈ Π·Π΄ΠΎΡΠΎΠ²ΡΠ΅, ΠΏΡΡΠ½ΡΠ΅ ΡΠ΅Π»Π°. Π Π°ΠΊΠΎΠ²ΠΈΠ½Ρ, ΠΊΠΎΡΠ°Π»Π»Ρ, ΡΡΠΊΠΈΠ΅ ΡΠ²Π΅ΡΠ° ΠΈ ΠΊΠΎΠ½ΡΡΠΎΠ»ΡΠ½ΡΠ΅ Π΄ΠΎΡΠΊΠΈ Ρ ΠΊΠΎΠ»ΠΏΠ°ΡΠΊΠ°ΠΌΠΈ Π΄Π»Ρ Π±ΡΡΡΠ»ΠΎΠΊ, ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ ΠΈΠ³ΡΠΎΠ²ΡΠ΅ ΠΊΡΡΠΊΠΈ, ΡΠ°Π·Π±ΡΠΎΡΠ°Π½Ρ ΠΏΠΎ ΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠ²Π½ΠΎΠΉ Π΄ΠΈΠ·Π°ΠΉΠ½Π΅ΡΡΠΊΠΎΠΉ ΠΌΠΎΠ΄Π΅. ΠΠ°Ρ - ΡΡΠΎ Π΄Π°ΠΆΠ΅ ΡΠ΅Π΄ΠΊΠ°Ρ ΠΈΠ½ΡΠ΅ΡΠ½Π΅Ρ-Π³ΠΎΡΡΡΠ°Ρ ΡΠΎΡΠΊΠ°, ΠΈ Π΄Π»Ρ Π²Ρ ΠΎΠ΄Π° Π² Π½Π΅Π΅ Π±Π΅ΡΠΏΠ»Π°ΡΠ½ΠΎ.
ΠΠΎ Π²ΡΠ΅ΠΌΡ Π½Π°ΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ ΠΏΠΎΡΠ»Π΅Π΄Π½Π΅Π³ΠΎ Π΄Π½Ρ ΠΌΡ ΠΎΡΡΠ°Π½ΠΎΠ²ΠΈΠ»ΠΈΡΡ, ΡΡΠΎΠ±Ρ ΠΏΡΠΎΠ²Π΅ΡΠΈΡΡ Π±ΠΈΠ±Π»ΠΈΠΎΡΠ΅ΠΊΡ ΠΈ ΠΌΡΠ·Π΅ΠΉ ΠΠΎΠ½Π³-ΠΠΉΠ»Π΅Π½Π΄Π°. ΠΡ Π½Π°ΡΠ»Π°ΠΆΠ΄Π°Π»ΠΈΡΡ ΠΏΡΠΎΡΠΌΠΎΡΡΠΎΠΌ ΡΠ°Π·Π»ΠΈΡΠ½ΡΡ Π°Π»ΡΠ±ΠΎΠΌΠΎΠ², ΡΠ°ΡΡΠΊΠ°Π·ΡΠ²Π°ΡΡΠΈΡ ΠΈ ΠΎΠ±ΡΡΡΠ½ΡΡΡΠΈΡ ΡΠ°Π·Π»ΠΈΡΠ½ΡΠ΅ Π°ΡΠΏΠ΅ΠΊΡΡ ΠΈΡΡΠΎΡΠΈΠΈ, ΠΊΡΠ»ΡΡΡΡΡ ΠΈ ΡΡΠ°Π΄ΠΈΡΠΈΠΉ ΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠ²Π° Π½Π° ΠΏΡΠΎΡΡΠΆΠ΅Π½ΠΈΠΈ ΠΌΠ½ΠΎΠ³ΠΈΡ Π»Π΅Ρ. ΠΡΡΡ ΠΏΡΠΈΠΌΠ΅ΡΡ Π½Π΅ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΡ ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡΠ½ΡΡ ΠΌΠ°ΡΡΠ΅ΡΠΎΠ², ΠΈΡΡΠΎΡΠΈΡΠ΅ΡΠΊΠΈΡ Π½ΠΎΠ²ΠΎΡΡΠ½ΡΡ ΡΡΠ°ΡΠ΅ΠΉ Π΄Π»Ρ ΠΠ°Π³Π°ΠΌΡΠΊΠΈΡ ΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠ²ΠΎΠ² ΠΈ Π΄Π°ΠΆΠ΅ Π½Π΅ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΡ Π΄ΠΎΠΌΠ°ΡΠ½ΠΈΡ ΠΏΡΠΈΠΏΡΠ°Π² Π΄Π»Ρ ΠΏΡΠΎΠ΄Π°ΠΆΠΈ Π²ΠΎΠ·Π»Π΅ Π²ΡΡ ΠΎΠ΄Π°. ΠΡΠΎ, Π±Π΅Π·ΡΡΠ»ΠΎΠ²Π½ΠΎ, ΡΡΠΎΠΈΠ»ΠΎ $ 3,00 Π·Π° ΡΡΠ΅Π±Π½ΡΠΉ ΠΈ Π²Π΅ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠΉ ΠΎΠΏΡΡ.
ΠΡ ΡΠ΅ΡΠΈΠ»ΠΈ, ΡΡΠΎ ΠΌΡ Π΄ΠΎΠ»ΠΆΠ½Ρ Π±ΡΠ»ΠΈ Π²Π΅ΡΠ½ΡΡΡΡΡ ΠΊ ΠΠ°ΠΊΡΡ Π·Π° ΡΠΆΠΈΠ½ΠΎΠΌ Π½Π°ΡΠ΅ΠΉ ΠΏΡΠΎΡΠ»ΠΎΠΉ Π½ΠΎΡΡΡ Π½Π° ΠΠΎΠ½Π³-ΠΠΉΠ»Π΅Π½Π΄Π΅. ΠΡΠΎ, Π±Π΅Π· ΡΠΎΠΌΠ½Π΅Π½ΠΈΡ, Π½Π°ΡΠ° Π»ΡΡΡΠ°Ρ Π΅Π΄Π° Π½Π° ΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠ²Π΅. ΠΡΠΈΠ»Ρ-ΡΠ°ΠΊΠΎΠ²ΠΈΠ½Π° ΠΈ ΠΌΠ°ΡΠΈΠ½ΠΎΠ²Π°Π½Π½Π°Ρ Π±Π°ΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΠ½Π° Π±ΡΠ»ΠΈ ΠΏΡΠ΅Π΄Π»ΠΎΠΆΠ΅Π½ΠΈΡΠΌΠΈ ΠΠΈΠ·, ΠΈ ΠΎΠ½ΠΈ Π±ΡΠ»ΠΈ Π½Π΅Π²Π΅ΡΠΎΡΡΠ½ΡΠΌΠΈ. ΠΠ° ΠΠ°Π³Π°ΠΌΠ°Ρ Π±Π°ΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΠ½Ρ - ΠΎΠ²ΡΡ ΠΈΠ»ΠΈ ΠΊΠΎΠ·Ρ.
ΠΠ°ΡΡΠΎΠ½ΠΎΠΌ Π² ΡΡΡ Π½ΠΎΡΡ Π±ΡΠ»Π° ΠΊΠΎΠ·Π°, ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΠ°Ρ Π±ΡΠ»Π° ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠ²ΠΎΠΉ Π΄Π»Ρ ΠΌΠ΅Π½Ρ, ΠΈ ΡΡΠΎ Π±ΡΠ» ΠΏΠΎΠ»ΠΈΠ². ΠΡΡΠΈ Π²Π·Π²Π΅ΡΠΈΠ» ΠΌΠ°Π½Π³ΠΎ-Π΄Π°ΠΉΠΊΠΈΡΠΈ, ΡΠ΄Π΅Π»Π°Π½Π½ΡΠΉ Ρ ΡΠ°ΠΉΠ½ΠΎΠΉ ΡΠΌΠ΅ΡΡΡ ΠΈΠ· ΠΏΡΡΠΈ ΡΠΎΠΌΠ° ΠΈ ΡΠ²Π΅ΠΆΠ΅Π³ΠΎ ΠΌΠ°Π½Π³ΠΎ, ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΠ΅ Π±ΡΠ»ΠΈ Π°Π±ΡΠΎΠ»ΡΡΠ½ΠΎ Π»ΡΡΡΠΈΠΌΠΈ Π΄Π°ΠΉΠΊΠΈΡΠΈ, ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΠ΅ Ρ ΠΊΠΎΠ³Π΄Π°-Π»ΠΈΠ±ΠΎ ΠΏΡΠΎΠ±ΠΎΠ²Π°Π». Π§Π΅ΡΠ²Π΅ΡΠΎ ΠΈΠ· Π½Π°Ρ ΠΏΡΠ΅ΠΊΡΠ°ΡΠ½ΠΎ ΠΏΡΠΎΠ²Π΅Π»ΠΈ Π²ΡΠ΅ΠΌΡ, ΡΠ·Π½Π°Π² Π΄ΡΡΠ³ Π΄ΡΡΠ³Π°. ΠΡ Π³ΠΎΠ²ΠΎΡΠΈΠ»ΠΈ ΠΎ ΡΠ°ΠΌΡΡ ΡΠ°Π·Π½ΡΡ ΡΠ΅ΠΌΠ°Ρ Ρ ΠΠ°Π³Π°ΠΌΡΠΊΠΈΡ ΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠ²ΠΎΠ² Π² Π‘Π¨Π, ΠΎ Π½Π°ΠΏΠΈΡΠΊΠ°Ρ , Π΅Π΄Π΅, ΡΠ΅ΠΌΡΠ΅ ΠΈ Π΄ΡΡΠ·ΡΡΠΌ ΠΈ Π΄Π°ΠΆΠ΅ ΡΠ°ΡΡΠΊΠ°Π·ΡΠ²Π°Π»ΠΈ Π½Π΅ΡΠΊΠΎΠ»ΡΠΊΠΎ Π»ΠΈΡΠ½ΡΡ Π·Π°Π±Π°Π²Π½ΡΡ ΠΈΡΡΠΎΡΠΈΠΉ ΠΎ Π½Π°ΡΠΈΡ ΠΏΡΠ΅Π΄ΡΠ΄ΡΡΠΈΡ ΠΆΠΈΠ·Π½ΡΡ . ΠΠ°ΠΌ Π±ΡΠ»ΠΎ Π³ΡΡΡΡΠ½ΠΎ Π³ΠΎΠ²ΠΎΡΠΈΡΡ ΡΠΏΠΎΠΊΠΎΠΉΠ½ΠΎΠΉ Π½ΠΎΡΠΈ, Ρ ΠΎΡΡ ΡΡΠΎ Π±ΡΠ»ΠΎ ΠΏΠΎΡΡΠΈ Π² 11 Π²Π΅ΡΠ΅ΡΠ°
ΠΠ΅ΡΠΌΠΎΡΡΡ Π½Π° ΡΠΎ, ΡΡΠΎ Π½Π°Ρ Π²ΠΈΠ·ΠΈΡ ΡΠΎΡΡΠΎΡΠ»ΡΡ Π²ΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ Π½Π° ΠΎΠ΄Π½Ρ Π½Π΅Π΄Π΅Π»Ρ, Π΅ΡΡΡ, ΠΏΠΎ-Π²ΠΈΠ΄ΠΈΠΌΠΎΠΌΡ, Π±Π΅ΡΠΊΠΎΠ½Π΅ΡΠ½ΡΠ΅ ΠΈΡΡΠΎΡΠΈΠΈ, ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΠ΅ ΠΌΡ ΠΌΠΎΠ³Π»ΠΈ Π±Ρ ΠΏΠΎΠ΄Π΅Π»ΠΈΡΡΡΡ Ρ Π½Π°ΡΠ΅ΠΉ Π½Π΅Π΄Π΅Π»Π΅ΠΉ Π½Π° «The Other Long Island», ΠΏΠΎΠΈΡΡΠΈΠ½Π΅ Π½Π΅Π²Π΅ΡΠΎΡΡΠ½ΡΠΉ ΡΠΈΡ ΠΈΠΉ ΠΎΡΠ΄ΡΡ Π½Π° ΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠ²Π΅.
Π₯ΠΎΡΡ ΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠ² ΠΎΡΠ»ΠΎΠΆΠ΅Π½ ΠΈ ΠΌΠΈΡΠ½ΡΠΉ, Π½Π° ΡΠ°ΠΌΠΎΠΌ Π΄Π΅Π»Π΅ Π΅ΡΡΡ ΠΌΠ½ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ Π΄Π΅Π». Π§Π΅ΡΡΡΠ΅ ΠΌΠ΅ΡΠΎΠΏΡΠΈΡΡΠΈΡ ΠΡ Π½Π΅ ΠΌΠΎΠ³Π»ΠΈ ΡΠ΄Π΅Π»Π°ΡΡ, ΡΡΠΎ ΠΏΠΎΠ΄Π²ΠΎΠ΄Π½ΠΎΠ΅ ΠΏΠ»Π°Π²Π°Π½ΠΈΠ΅, Π³Π»ΡΠ±ΠΎΠΊΠΎΠ²ΠΎΠ΄Π½Π°Ρ ΡΡΠ±Π°Π»ΠΊΠ°, ΠΏΠΎΠ΄Π²ΠΎΠ΄Π½ΠΎΠ΅ ΠΏΠ»Π°Π²Π°Π½ΠΈΠ΅ Π½Π° ΠΎΠ΄Π½ΠΎΠΌ ΠΈΠ· ΠΊΠΎΡΠ°Π»Π»ΠΎΠ²ΡΡ ΡΠΈΡΠΎΠ² ΠΈ ΠΏΠΎΡΠ΅ΡΠ΅Π½ΠΈΠ΅ ΠΎΠ΄Π½ΠΎΠΉ ΠΈΠ· ΠΌΠ½ΠΎΠ³ΠΎΡΠΈΡΠ»Π΅Π½Π½ΡΡ ΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠ²Π½ΡΡ ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠ΅Ρ. ΠΠ½ΠΈ ΡΠΆΠ΅ Π½Π°Ρ ΠΎΠ΄ΡΡΡΡ Π² Π½Π°ΡΠ΅ΠΌ ΡΠΏΠΈΡΠΊΠ΅ «ΡΠ΄Π΅Π»Π°ΡΡ» Π΄Π»Ρ Π½Π°ΡΠ΅ΠΉ ΡΠ»Π΅Π΄ΡΡΡΠ΅ΠΉ ΠΏΠΎΠ΅Π·Π΄ΠΊΠΈ Π½Π° ΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠ².
ΠΠΎ Π²ΡΠ΅ΠΌΡ Π½Π°ΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ ΠΊΡΠ°ΡΠΊΠΎΠ³ΠΎ Π±ΡΠΈΡΠΈΠ½Π³Π° ΠΌΡ ΡΠΎΠ²Π΅ΡΡΠΈΠ»ΠΈ ΠΏΡΠΎΠ³ΡΠ»ΠΊΠΈ ΠΏΠΎ Π½Π΅ΡΠΊΠΎΠ»ΡΠΊΠΈΠΌ ΠΏΠ»ΡΠΆΠ°ΠΌ, Π²ΠΊΠ»ΡΡΠ°Ρ ΠΏΠ»ΡΠΆ ΠΠΎΡΠ°Π±Π°Ρ, ΠΏΠ»ΡΠΆ ΠΠ°Π»Π»ΠΎΠ²Π΅ΠΉ, ΠΏΠ»ΡΠΆ ΠΎΡ Π‘ΠΈΠ½Π΅ΠΉ Π΄ΡΡΡ ΠΠΈΠ½Π° ΠΈ Π½Π΅ΡΠΊΠΎΠ»ΡΠΊΠΎ ΠΈΠΌΠ΅Π½, ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΡ ΠΌΡ Π½Π΅ Π·Π½Π°Π΅ΠΌ.
ΠΠ΅Π²Π΅ΡΠΎΡΡΠ½ΠΎ, ΠΌΡ ΡΠ²ΠΈΠ΄Π΅Π»ΠΈ Π² ΠΎΠ±ΡΠ΅ΠΉ ΡΠ»ΠΎΠΆΠ½ΠΎΡΡΠΈ Π΄Π²ΡΡ ΡΠ΅Π»ΠΎΠ²Π΅ΠΊ ΠΈ ΡΠΎΠ±Π°ΠΊΡ, ΠΈΠ΄Ρ ΠΏΠΎ ΡΡΠΈΠΌ ΠΏΠ»ΡΠΆΠ°ΠΌ. ΠΠ½ΠΈ Π±ΡΠ»ΠΈ ΡΠ°ΠΌΡΠΌ ΠΌΡΠ³ΠΊΠΈΠΌ ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠΊΠΎΠΌ ΠΈ ΡΠ°ΠΌΡΠΌΠΈ ΠΆΠΈΠ²ΠΎΠΏΠΈΡΠ½ΡΠΌΠΈ ΡΡΠ°ΡΡΠΊΠ°ΠΌΠΈ ΠΏΠ»ΡΠΆΠ°, Π² ΠΊΠΎΠΌΠΏΠ»Π΅ΠΊΡΠ΅ Ρ ΡΠ°Π·Π»ΠΈΡΠ½ΡΠΌΠΈ ΡΠΈΠΏΠ°ΠΌΠΈ ΡΠΊΠ°Π»ΡΠ½ΡΡ ΠΎΠ±ΡΠ°Π·ΠΎΠ²Π°Π½ΠΈΠΉ, ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΠ΅ Ρ ΠΊΠΎΠ³Π΄Π°-Π»ΠΈΠ±ΠΎ Π²ΠΈΠ΄Π΅Π».
Π§ΡΠ²ΡΡΠ²ΡΡ, ΡΡΠΎ ΠΏΠ»ΡΡΠ΅Π²ΡΠΉ ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠΎΠΊ ΠΏΠΎΠ΄ Π½Π°ΡΠΈΠΌΠΈ Π½ΠΎΠ³Π°ΠΌΠΈ ΠΈ ΠΌΠ΅ΠΆΠ΄Ρ Π½Π°ΡΠΈΠΌΠΈ ΠΏΠ°Π»ΡΡΠ°ΠΌΠΈ, ΡΠ²Π΅ΡΠ° Π²ΠΎΠ΄Ρ, Π²ΠΈΠ΄Ρ ΠΌΠΎΡΡΠΊΠΈΠ΅ ΡΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΠΏΠ°Ρ ΠΈ, ΠΎΡ ΠΎΡΡ Π½Π° ΡΠΊΠΎΡΠ»ΡΠΏΡ, Π΄Π΅ΠΊΠΎΡΠ°ΡΠΈΠΈ Π²Π²Π΅ΡΡ ΠΈ Π²Π½ΠΈΠ· ΠΏΠΎ ΠΏΠΎΠ±Π΅ΡΠ΅ΠΆΡΡ ΠΈ ΡΡΠ΄ΠΎ Π½ΠΈΠΊΠΎΠ³ΠΎ, Π·Π°ΡΡΠ°Π²ΠΈΠ»ΠΈ Π½Π°Ρ ΠΏΠ»ΡΠΆ ΠΈΡΠΏΡΡΠ°ΡΡ ΡΠΎΡ, ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΠΉ Π½Π΅ ΠΌΠΎΠ³ Π±ΡΡΡ Π±ΠΎΠ»Π΅Π΅ ΡΠ°ΡΡΠ»Π°Π±Π»ΡΡΡΠΈΠΌ, ΡΡΠΏΠΎΠΊΠ°ΠΈΠ²Π°ΡΡΠΈΠΌ ΠΈ Π±ΠΎΠ΄ΡΡΡΠΈΠΌ.
ΠΡΠ»ΠΈ ΡΡΠ°ΡΡΠΊΠΈ ΡΠ΅Π΄ΠΈΠ½Π΅Π½Π½ΡΡ , ΡΠΈΡ ΠΈΡ ΠΏΠ»ΡΠΆΠ΅ΠΉ ΡΠ²Π»ΡΡΡΡΡ ΠΎΠ΄Π½ΠΈΠΌ ΠΈΠ· Π²Π°ΡΠΈΡ ΠΏΡΠ΅Π΄ΠΏΠΎΡΡΠ»ΠΎΠΊ, ΠΏΠ»ΡΠΆΠΈ ΠΠΎΠ½Π³-ΠΠΉΠ»Π΅Π½Π΄Π° Π΄Π΅Π»Π°ΡΡ Π΅Π³ΠΎ ΠΎΠ΄Π½ΠΈΠΌ ΠΈΠ· Π»ΡΡΡΠΈΡ ΡΠΎΠΌΠ°Π½ΡΠΈΡΠ΅ΡΠΊΠΈΡ ΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠ²ΠΎΠ², ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΠ΅ Ρ ΠΌΠΎΠ³Ρ ΡΠ΅Π±Π΅ ΠΏΡΠ΅Π΄ΡΡΠ°Π²ΠΈΡΡ.
ΠΡΠ»ΠΈ Π²Π°ΠΌ Π½ΡΠΆΠ½Π° ΠΏΠΎΠΊΡΠΏΠΊΠ°, Π²Π΅ΡΡ Π½ΠΈΠ΅ ΡΠ΄ΠΎΠ±ΡΡΠ²Π°, ΠΏΠΎΡΡΠΎΡΠ½Π½ΠΎΠ΅ ΠΎΠ±ΡΠ»ΡΠΆΠΈΠ²Π°Π½ΠΈΠ΅ ΠΈ ΠΏΡΠΎΠΆΠΈΠ²Π°Π½ΠΈΠ΅ Π² ΡΠΎΡΠΊΠΎΡΠΈ, Π²Ρ, Π²Π΅ΡΠΎΡΡΠ½ΠΎ, Π·Π°Ρ ΠΎΡΠΈΡΠ΅ Π½Π°ΠΉΡΠΈ ΠΊΡΡΠΎΡΡ Four Seasons ΠΈΠ»ΠΈ Ritz Carlton. ΠΡ Π½Π΅Π»ΡΠ·Ρ Π½Π°ΠΉΡΠΈ Π½Π° ΡΠΈΡ ΠΎΠΌ ΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠ²Π΅ ΠΠΎΠ½Π³-ΠΠΉΠ»Π΅Π½Π΄.
ΠΡΠ»ΠΈ Π²Ρ ΠΏΡΠ΅Π΄ΠΏΠΎΡΠΈΡΠ°Π΅ΡΠ΅ ΡΠΈΡ ΠΎΠ΅ ΠΏΡΠΈΠΊΠ»ΡΡΠ΅Π½ΡΠ΅ΡΠΊΠΎΠ΅ ΠΏΡΡΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΡΡΠ²ΠΈΠ΅ ΠΈ ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡΠ°Π΅ΡΠ΅ ΠΏΠΎΡΡΠ²ΡΡΠ²ΠΎΠ²Π°ΡΡ, ΡΡΠΎ Π²Ρ Π²Π΅ΡΠ½ΡΠ»ΠΈΡΡ Π²ΠΎΠ²ΡΠ΅ΠΌΡ, Π½Π΅ Π·Π°Π±ΠΎΡΠΈΡΠ΅ΡΡ ΠΎΠ± ΠΎΠ±Π½ΠΎΠ²Π»Π΅Π½Π½ΠΎΠΉ ΠΈΠ»ΠΈ Π²ΡΡΠΎΠΊΠΎΡΠ΅Ρ Π½ΠΎΠ»ΠΎΠ³ΠΈΡΠ½ΠΎΠΉ ΠΈΠ½ΡΡΠ°ΡΡΡΡΠΊΡΡΡΠ΅, Π»ΡΠ±ΠΈΡΠ΅ ΠΊΡΠ°ΡΠΈΠ²ΡΠ΅ ΠΏΡΡΡΡΠ½Π½ΡΠ΅ ΠΏΠ»ΡΠΆΠΈ, Ρ ΠΎΡΠΈΡΠ΅ ΠΎΠ±ΡΠ°ΡΡΡΡ Ρ Π½Π°ΡΡΠΎΡΡΠΈΠΌΠΈ, Π΄ΡΡΠΆΠ΅Π»ΡΠ±Π½ΡΠΌΠΈ ΠΈ Π½Π΅ΠΏΡΠΈΡΡΠ·Π°ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠ½ΡΠΌΠΈ Π»ΡΠ΄ΡΠΌΠΈ ΠΈ ΠΏΡΠΎΡΡΠΎ Ρ ΠΎΡΠΈΡΠ΅ ΡΠ°ΡΡΠ»Π°Π±ΠΈΡΡΡΡ Π±ΠΎΠ»ΡΡΠ΅, ΡΠ΅ΠΌ Π²Ρ ΠΊΠΎΠ³Π΄Π°-Π»ΠΈΠ±ΠΎ ΡΡΠΈΡΠ°Π»ΠΈ Π²ΠΎΠ·ΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ½ΡΠΌ, Π²Ρ Π·Π°Ρ ΠΎΡΠΈΡΠ΅ ΠΏΡΠΎΠ²Π΅ΡΠΈΡΡ ΠΠΎΠ½Π³-ΠΠΉΠ»Π΅Π½Π΄ Π½Π° ΠΠ°Π³Π°ΠΌΠ°Ρ .
Π’ΠΈΡ ΠΈΠ΅ ΠΈ ΡΠ°Π·Π΄Π΅Π»ΡΠ½ΡΠ΅ - ΡΡΠΎ ΠΎΠΏΠΈΡΠ°ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠ½ΡΠ΅ ΡΠ΅ΡΠΌΠΈΠ½Ρ Π΄Π»Ρ ΠΠΎΠ½Π³-ΠΠΉΠ»Π΅Π½Π΄Π°, ΠΠ°Π³Π°ΠΌΡ. ΠΠΌΠ΅ΠΉΡΠ΅ ΡΡΠΎ Π² Π²ΠΈΠ΄Ρ, Π΅ΡΠ»ΠΈ Π²Ρ ΡΠ°ΡΡΠΌΠ°ΡΡΠΈΠ²Π°Π΅ΡΠ΅ ΡΠ΅ΠΌΠ΅ΠΉΠ½ΡΠΉ ΠΎΡΠ΄ΡΡ .
Π― Π½ΠΈΠΊΠΎΠ³Π΄Π° Π½Π΅ ΡΡΠ²ΡΡΠ²ΠΎΠ²Π°Π» ΡΠ΅Π±Ρ ΡΠ°ΠΊ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ ΡΠ°ΡΡΠ»Π°Π±Π»Π΅Π½Π½ΡΠΌ ΠΈ Π½Π°ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½Π΅Π½Π½ΡΠΌ ΡΠ°ΠΊΠΈΠΌ Π²Π½ΡΡΡΠ΅Π½Π½ΠΈΠΌ ΠΌΠΈΡΠΎΠΌ, ΠΊΠ°ΠΊΠΈΠΌ Ρ Π±ΡΠ» Π½Π° ΠΠΎΠ½Π³-ΠΠΉΠ»Π΅Π½Π΄Π΅. ΠΡΠΎ ΡΡΠ²ΡΡΠ²ΠΎ Π±ΡΠ»ΠΎ ΠΏΠΎΠ΄Π΄Π΅ΡΠΆΠ°Π½ΠΎ ΠΌΠΎΠ΅ΠΉ ΠΌΠΈΠ»ΠΎΠΉ ΠΏΠΎΠΌΠΎΡΠ½ΠΈΡΠ΅ΠΉ. ΠΡ Ρ ΠΡΡΠΈ Π½Π΅ ΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ΅ΠΌ Π΄ΠΎΠΆΠ΄Π°ΡΡΡΡ Π²ΠΎΠ·Π²ΡΠ°ΡΠ΅Π½ΠΈΡ Π² «ΠΡΡΠ³ΠΎΠΉ ΠΠΎΠ½Π³-ΠΠΉΠ»Π΅Π½Π΄», Π½Π΅Π²Π΅ΡΠΎΡΡΠ½ΠΎ ΠΏΡΠ΅ΠΊΡΠ°ΡΠ½ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ ΠΈ ΠΏΡΠ΅ΠΊΡΠ°ΡΠ½ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ ΡΠΈΡ ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ ΠΎΡΠ΄ΡΡ Π° Π½Π° ΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠ²Π΅.
Note. ΠΡΠ»ΠΈ Π²Ρ ΠΈΡΠ΅ΡΠ΅ ΡΠ΅Π΄ΠΈΠ½Π΅Π½Π½ΡΠΉ ΠΈ ΡΠΎΠΌΠ°Π½ΡΠΈΡΠ½ΡΠΉ ΡΠΈΡ ΠΈΠΉ ΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠ², Π½Π°ΡΠ½ΠΈΡΠ΅ ΠΏΠ»Π°Π½ΠΈΡΠΎΠ²Π°ΡΡ ΡΠ²ΠΎΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ΅Π·Π΄ΠΊΡ Π½Π° ΠΠΎΠ½Π³-ΠΠΉΠ»Π΅Π½Π΄ ΡΠ΅ΠΉΡΠ°Ρ! (Π‘ΠΌ. ΠΠΈΠΆΠ΅, ΡΡΠΎΠ±Ρ Π·Π°ΠΊΠ°Π·Π°ΡΡ Π£ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΠΌΠΎΡΠ΅Π½Π½ΠΎΠ΅ ΠΏΡΡΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΡΡΠ²ΠΈΠ΅!).
(ΠΠΎΠ΄ Π΄Π»Ρ Π°ΡΡΠΎΠΏΠΎΡΡΠ° Deadman Π² ΠΠ΅ΠΉ Π½Π° ΡΠΆΠ½ΠΎΠΉ ΠΎΠΊΠΎΠ½Π΅ΡΠ½ΠΎΡΡΠΈ ΠΠΎΠ½Π³-ΠΠΉΠ»Π΅Π½Π΄Π°, ΠΠ°Π³Π°ΠΌΡ - ΡΡΠΎ LGI. ΠΠΎΠ΄ Π°ΡΡΠΎΠΏΠΎΡΡΠ° Stella Maris Π½Π° ΡΠ΅Π²Π΅ΡΠ½ΠΎΠΉ ΠΎΠΊΠΎΠ½Π΅ΡΠ½ΠΎΡΡΠΈ ΠΠΎΠ½Π³-ΠΠΉΠ»Π΅Π½Π΄Π°, ΠΠ°Π³Π°ΠΌΡΠΊΠΈΠ΅ ΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠ²Π° - MYLS).

