After the first 5 months in Atyrau it became very clear to me that this assignment was definitely not like the other.
West of Kazakhstan, where we were is not like the capital or many of the other cities in Kazakshtan. Even the locals don’t speak very highly of their city.
In comparison to Thailand, tourism is not very big for them. It does not generate money in their city or the country for that matter. It’s the oil, I think they call it Black gold.
And really that’s why we were there. For work. yes for my husbands job, not as tourists, even on the weekends there was not very much to go see. Yes we went to the camel farm and a place called Saraichik where we visited. I do have myself to blame, we (or I ) rather didn’t actively seek out places to visit. my regret.
Anyway here are more photo’s of my 2nd year in Atyrau. And of course you’ll notice, it’s more photos of our life their. Not too many local pictures of the place.
a local coffee shop – and probably one of my favorites.
the blue mosque across the road from our camp.
International Day @ school – so happy to have pushed for this to happen at school.
a picnic the Kazakh way.
and a whole lot of other random pictures.