Throughout my 6 months in Kyrgyzstan, I always met very nice and hospitable people ranging from those who gave me free rides and food as well as those who went the extra mile.
One extra mile story starts on the evening I spent alone at a cafe until around 9:30pm and left the cafe in hopes of catching a minibus called "marshrutka.”
Then the driver tried to speak to me as well, he asked where I was from by saying "America, France, Germany, Italy" ... I said "Thailand". Then he asked which street I lived on and I told him the street name, but since his Marshrutka path was not on this street, he was unfamiliar and told me to phone someone he could talk to, so instead, I used my broken Russian and told him the direction (it was not far anyway until we reached my street). Then when I got off, I saw that he had turned his marshrutka around and went back the way he came from and because of that I must say that it was completely unnecessary for him to drive me all the way to my street at 10:30pm for the standard price of 12 Soms but he was kind enough and did!
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