We arrived at Kazakhstan for the usual border shenanigans. The Russian side was efficient as usual, we got out in no time. No-man’s land was short so up to the Kazakhstan side we went.

Chip had done something to upset the
guard, who wouldn’t stamp his vehicle pass. He wanted 3000 rubles but I haggled him down to 1000. I wasn’t happy and was going to tell the immigration guy inside the building. There was a long queue and we were in there a long time.

I think the guard outside was getting worried about being busted for accepting a bribe. He knew that I knew enough Russian to make the point, so he came inside and asked me to step outside. Returning the money he made out it was a big joke.

It was more like a pain in the bum, but it got Chip his money back. Welcome to Kazakhstan!

There wasn’t a queue to get in, but I took this photo of the queue to get out. Hmm, interesting!