After around a couple of hours, we start heading back to our ride. By now, the four of us were the only souls hanging out at the cape. We took our own sweet time, stopping everywhere, appreciating the scale and beauty of this Russian landscape.
As we trace our way back, we see Devushka walking towards us, with a sense of purpose. She reaches us and say, in English, “Where have you guys been? Everyone is waiting for you. We thought something bad happened.” We all were like, “Wow, this woman speaks really good English. What is she all upset about?”
We picked up the pace and head back as quickly as we could. Once we reach our spot, the driver very animatedly points to his watch and goes on a tirade in Russian. Yorely starts conversing with him in Russian, Ben plays his ‘I’m just an Australian mate, I don’t know what you are saying’ card. And we just smile and bob our heads, Indian-style.
So here’s what had happened. Prior to us starting our hike, the driver said, we need to be back by 2:30 pm. Yorely deciphered that as, “You need to be back in two and half hours”. The driver conveyed this to her by pointing to his wrist watch. Yorely thought we had two and half hours to roam around. Hence all the chaos.
But we were back in one piece. And all the translations, from English to Spanish to Russian, back to English, some more Spanish, some English, a few curse words in Russian, some Australian slang, absolutely no Hindi, more English mixed with a little Russian and then some Spanish mixed with Russian, and a little more Russian, gave us all a good laugh.
I don’t know how Priya consumed the fish soup!
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