Travel notes (Lessons 23-24)
Travel notes, like an essay, are created on the basis of the author’s observations of the facts of reality, but contain (include) not only a reproduction of what he saw, but also the author’s thoughts and feelings in connection with what he saw. As K. Paustovsky wrote, “a fact presented literary, with omitting unnecessary details and condensing several characteristic features", illuminated by the faint glow of fiction, reveals the essence of things a hundred times brighter and more accessible than a truthful and minutely accurate protocol."
Travel notes and essays help to see how our country is transforming, where and how factories and power plants are being built, cities are growing, space is being explored, nature is changing, the way of life of people is changing, and man himself is changing.
Educational impact travel notes lies in the fact that they truthfully and figuratively reflect life, that they not only affirm the positive, but also reveal shortcomings and difficulties - this genre is an important means of the author’s active intervention in life, in various phenomena everyday reality.
Travel notes include a description of the area, landscape, portraits of characters, elements of narration and reasoning, and dialogues.
Lesson 23
Purpose of the lesson
To give the concept of travel writing as one of the varieties of the journalistic genre, to acquaint students with their features and structure.
Equipment
Books (for example, V. Kantorovich. “Notes of a Writer on a Modern Essay”; Y. Smuul. “The Ice Book”; N. N. Mikhailov. “At the Map of the Motherland”, “Russian Land”, “I Walk along the Meridian”; V . Soloukhin. "Vladimir Country Roads"; V. Konetsky. "Salty Ice", as well as A. N. Radishchev. "Journey from St. Petersburg to Moscow", A. S. Pushkin. "Travel to Arzrum", A. P. Chekhov "Sakhalin Island" and others.
Main stages of work
This lesson can begin in different ways: with a conversation, with an analysis of travel notes or essays available in the book for students “Develop the Gift of Speech” (see exercises 87-89, etc.) or collected independently, with a short introductory speech from the teacher and etc.
The sequence and variety of stages and forms of work depend on the specific conditions in which classes take place, on the composition of the optional group, its interests and capabilities, on the learning tools available to students (player, tape recorder, overhead projector, camera, etc.). It is very good if, while preparing for this lesson, students take interesting walks and excursions, record their observations and impressions, take photographs of the area, historical monuments and secluded corners of nature, record interesting encounters, voices of birds and animals on tape or in diaries, " village voices" and sounds big city, railway station, river station, etc.
Let's look at the content of some stages of the lesson in more detail.
Selective reading and analysis of V. Peskov’s travel essay “The River of My Childhood” can begin with answers to the questions that are proposed in the assignment for exercise. 87 in the book "Develop the Gift of Speech." And it is possible - and with short message about the author himself: what interests him, what he wrote, what he likes to talk about (remember “Steps on the Dew”, the program “In the Animal World”). To reveal the true meaning of V. Peskov’s expression “Each of us has our own river,” listening to songs consonant with this topic, watching slides or film clips “Po native land", student sketches and photographs.
The head of the elective, together with the student body, selects in advance a song that is interesting for this group, and it is played at a certain stage of the lesson. We offer several songs to choose from (of course, the teacher and students have the right to replace or supplement them):
“My Motherland” (lyrics by E. Yevtushenko, music by B. Terentyev),
“I love Russia” (lyrics by P. Chernyaev, music by A. Novikov), “Native Land” (lyrics by V. Tatarinov, music by E. Ptichkin),
“I sing about Moscow” (lyrics by Yu. Polukhin, music by S. Tulikov), “ sea heart"(lyrics by S. Ostrovoy, music by B. Terentyev), "Meadow Flowers" (lyrics by S. Krasikov, music by G. Ponomarenko). After listening to one or two songs (more songs can distract from solving the main task) the analysis of travel notes and essays can be continued.Attention should be paid to the composition of the analyzed text (where it begins, how it ends, what parts it is divided into, why events are presented in a given sequence, etc.) and the features of the author’s language.
Students’ independent work in elective classes should be purposeful and specific. Students are offered differentiated tasks for one text or, conversely, similar tasks for several notes or essays. Here, for example, are the questions and tasks that can be asked of students when working on V. Peskov’s travel essay “The River of My Childhood”:
1. How does the author describe his favorite river at the beginning of the essay based on childhood memories? ("...For me, this river was the first and perhaps the main school of life... A nightingale trill at night... We learned to swim as naturally as we learn to walk in childhood... And how many joys and Fishing gave me discoveries as a child!”, etc.) How are the author’s feelings expressed when he sees a “river without water”? ("The river was without water... (cf. a house without windows, a forest without trees)... a grassy ghost of a river... And below the dam lay a dry and black canyon... a red-breasted bird, which had flown in for a swim, barely got its paws wet. .. The hour was especially sad when I finally reached the places that were especially dear to me...")
How does the author’s mood change when he sees the famous Usman Forest, cut by the deep-flowing Usmanka? (“My heart sank with joy when, already at dusk, the boat got out onto the wide reaches... And the whole life of the reserved forest stretched here, to the shores... On the shore, like stray bullets, they pierced the crowns of oak trees and acorns fell heavily into the darkness ... By the light of a flashlight, I wrote in my diary: “Reserved reaches. Happy day. Everything was almost like in childhood”...)
2. Explain the meaning of unclear words and expressions that have important in revealing the content of the text (canyon - a deep narrow valley, eroded by a river; reach - a wide expanse of water on a river or lake; floodplain - a low part that is flooded during floods river valley, where good grass grows, water meadow). Give an explanation of how local words and expressions are formed: tramp, shaggy, sweaty place; find in explanatory dictionary explanation of the meaning of words: bochag, pothole, chaplygi, etc.
3. Find in the text words denoting the names of plants, shrubs, trees (reed, willow, willow, willow, hop, sedge, meadowsweet, hemlock, alder, bird cherry), names of animals, birds, fish (osprey, crake, beaver, heron , sandpiper, nightjar, kingfisher, burbot, perch, bee-eater, ide). Which of these plants and animals do you know? What can you tell about their habits and characteristics?
4. Carry out a word-formation analysis of words denoting the names of settlements: Moskovka, Bezymyanka, Privalovka, Zheldaevka, Lukichevka, Enino, Krasino, Gorki, Pushkari, Streltsy, Storozhevoye, Krasnoe. Find in the “Concise Toponymic Dictionary” by V. A. Nikonov and other manuals the origin of the names (toponyms) of cities, rivers and villages: Moscow, Smolensk, Tula, Pskov; Gorki, Krasnoe, Usman, Ples; Elan, Ugra, Unzha, Usolye, Pochinok, Priluki, Yamskaya. Try to explain the name of the village, town, village, city where you live.
Students’ independent work can be continued using the material from other exercises (see the student manual “Develop the Gift of Speech”).
Questions and assignments for exercise texts direct students’ attention to the connection between the content and form of travel notes and essays, and focus on a holistic perception of the text.
Analysis and discussion of the materials collected by students can begin by viewing slides, photographs, drawings made by the children on a hike, on an excursion, by listening to diary entries and rough notes. During the discussion, it becomes clear what made the students difficult in the travel sketches they began, what they were able to observe, what thoughts and feelings the pictures of nature evoked and how this “falls on paper”, reflected and recorded by the young travelers. Students read their notes and explain why such a beginning was chosen, what the meaning of this description is, for what purpose a dialogue or lyrical digression is included in the text, how the travel notes are supposed to end and how to title it. Experience shows that young travel writers pay little attention to justifying the purpose of the trip. The lack of motivation makes it difficult to perceive the text and understand the author’s position. Students often avoid descriptions of nature and locality, and if they introduce them, it is clumsily, formally, and sometimes lacks argumentation.
The texts of the exercises and the assignments for them are designed to help students choose a place from which a city or village street, a river or lake, or collective farm fields can be clearly seen, i.e., the “objects of description” necessary for travel notes. But students’ attention should not only be focused on shortcomings.
Young authors who reflected living impressions in their notes and expressed their attitude to the fact and event being described should be encouraged; included their own thoughts and reflections in connection with what they saw; were able to unambiguously express their civic position.
Summarizing the discussion of the collected materials, the head of the elective classes points out that travel notes and essays help the reader see how our country is transforming: cities are growing, factories and power plants are being built, high-rise buildings are being raised, railways and new metro lines, virgin lands are being developed. And at the same time, man himself, the builder and creator of a new life, is transformed.
Students finalize the collected materials. This stage of work can be carried out in the form of consultation with individual students. The supervisor answers questions about the content and form of travel notes, helps with advice on improving the composition of the essay, points out errors in language and style, and gives specific advice and recommendations.
Consultations with groups of students working on related travel writings are recommended. The leader may invite individual students to read already completed parts of the text, ready-made fragments of work, and even, if time permits, entire essays. The attention of writers is drawn to how the main thought (idea) of travel notes is expressed, whether it is clear to the author himself and whether it is brought to the reader’s consciousness, what this work teaches, whether travel notes are well constructed (is there anything superfluous that is unsaid and unproven), what is the author's language? If necessary, and at this stage of work, it is possible to once again turn to the analysis of the texts included in the student manual “Develop the Gift of Speech” (see, for example, exercise 88 and the assignment for it).
Lesson 24
Purpose of the lesson
Check how students have mastered essays in the form of travel notes.
Main stages of work
Independent written work of students.
Discussion of written essays and preparation of materials for the release of the next issue of the newsletter “Around the Native Land”.
Statement of the problem: 1) two or three students are asked to prepare messages “M. Gorky about the essay” and “Memoirs of G. Medynsky about the essay” (see exercises 94, 95); 2) several students are given assignments to talk about how essay writers collect material for their essays (see exercise 98).
Summer is vacation time. No not like this. Summer is the time to travel. Finally, you can see what is there, beyond the horizon. Minimum clothes, maximum impressions. And I really want this not to end.
Summer will end. There will be memories that will warm you up on long winter evenings and provide a topic for conversation with friends. And that's what I thought. Looking at photographs is one thing. Human memory is not perfect. Very quickly you will forget that mood, those people, good and bad, you met along the way. We need to do something about this. Do not spill the memories of a unique summer, save it for yourself, for your children, for your loved ones. The only way out is to write travel notes.
How to do it? It’s one thing to say “I’ll write.” It's another thing to force yourself to sit down and write. When you are about to write, there are so many thoughts. If you sit down, a universal emptiness envelops the consciousness, subconscious and other parts of the brain. We will act according to plan.
First plan: technical side.
- Write down everything that happened at the same time every day. For example, at 21.00. It failed, then in the morning at 9.00. This will become a habit and it will become easier to sit yourself down at the table.
- Prepare accessories and workplace so that the search for all this does not interrupt the creative process.
- It's good to have a laptop. If not, you need a notebook. Yes, thicker. The place where you write should also be organized. You can add plan items.
- Let's not forget the camera!
Second plan: direct travel writing.
Here we act according to this plan. We start with the designation of date, time, place. Next, we begin to describe the place we are in, our fellow travelers, and events.
Describing the place is probably the easiest way. What I see is what I write. Let’s not forget the most important thing: to evaluate what we see, to describe our mood while admiring the area and the statements of others, if any.
It's a little more difficult with people. A person has not only an external, but also an internal. Everything is clear from the outside: name, approximate, by eye, age, Family status(if possible), what he does, appearance, demeanor, gestures, smile, features. The inner can be expressed by your conversations with him. Here you can not reproduce exactly what was said down to every word, but simply convey the essence of the conversation in a few words that reflect the views of the interlocutor. Again, let’s not forget the main thing: evaluate a person, you can listen to what others have to say about him, but we won’t stoop to discussing behind his back.
Describing the events of our trip, we will use works of art, or rather their plot structure. After all, how do writers write? According to plan. And in this regard there are only 4 points.
- The beginning. We answer the question: how did the event begin?
- Development of action. You directly describe what actions took place, who did what, said, thought.
- Climax. This is the most intense moment of action, when everything is on the verge of life and death, pros and cons, good and evil.
- Denouement. How did the event end? What lesson did you learn from it? How has it changed your life and those around you?
While traveling, we can become not only the heroes of some incident, but also its observers and witnesses. This is also a good idea to write down. After all, a wise person learns from the mistakes of others.
Don't forget that people love to read memoirs in the first place famous people(and now simple ones), secondly, notes from travelers. Who knows, maybe you will write notes about your journey not only for yourself? Unleash your talents!
St. Sophia Cathedral in Polotsk. Photo from the Internet, may its author forgive me!
I stood with a group of tourists on a green hill and looked at the tall snow-white Cathedral, it seems, St. Sophia. It was in Polotsk, I was 13-14 years old and this was my first independent travel without parents. I remember that I was holding a small notebook in my hands, where I tried to write down the names of attractions. I didn’t have any other gadgets then, in the late 80s. And the desire to at least somehow document the trip has already arisen.
It was later, years later, that I learned that there is a genre of travel writing in travel journalism, when a traveler writes down his observations, the most exciting moments of the trip and his impressions of it. Especially impressions that fade over time, like old printed photographs. Of course, in our digital age it is easier to photograph than . But it is still important to note some details in the notebook.
These are the names of settlements, cities, names of people with whom we met and talked. By the way, it is important to record as accurately as possible. Take the time to write down what the weather was like and what nuances it brought to the trip. The names of streets, cathedrals and monuments, and most importantly - the state of mind that they evoked, because even cities have history, not just history.
I admit, I have never been to the sea, in foreign countries and in the mountains (except that I saw the Ural Mountains from the window of a train and car). For now I travel most often around Russia. It's a pity that I didn't always take notes. But even now I can remember some details. In the village of Mikhailovskoye I was surprised by the tall, powerful pines (or spruces?) and shady alleys with bridges, and in the Svyatogorsk Monastery, where Pushkin was brought to be buried, by narrow dark corridors and the poet’s death mask, similar to a theatrical one.
Minsk is remembered for its neat station square and bright, uncrowded metro. In the mysterious town of Nesvizh I saw for the first time medieval castle with guardhouses, courtyards, parks, earthen ramparts and deep ditches. In Yekaterinburg, I visited the scene of death royal family at a time when, instead of the Church on the Blood, there was a cross with a photograph of the royal family. And nearby you could see the hills from the blown up Ipatiev House...
Now I live in Kazan, but once I lived in Zelenodolsk and. I visited Bolgar, Urzhum, Malmyzh, Nolinsk... Even in the smallest provincial towns there are so many interesting and unique things that you won’t see anywhere else. In Nolinsk, for example, the ensemble of St. Nicholas Cathedral amazes with its grandeur and... abandonment. The tall white walls of the cathedral are being destroyed by time, and perhaps by people, although it is an architectural monument. I saw it and remembered it...
And one day we went to the Urals, to the city of Serov by car. My grandparents and my mother’s parents lived there. It’s a long way from the Kirov region, it took us a day to travel. But it was an unforgettable road trip! Through the sea-like Votkinsk reservoir, the cozy city of Tchaikovsky, in flower beds, the foggy bridge near Kachkanar... But a lot was forgotten, because I didn’t write it down interesting names and the impressions they made.
Here we stand in Europe. And Asia is already around the corner! I had a camera with me (a point-and-shoot camera with film), so they photographed some things, for example, the border sign between Europe and Asia, which is marked in this place by a white elegant pillar. On it you can see completely inelegant, but eternal inscriptions: Vasya was here... We were there too! Here we are showing off in a photo, an old one, still in print, and slightly blurry.
By the way, there are a great many such pillars throughout the entire Ural Mountains (which is more than 3000 kilometers) and all of them different types. Everyone has their own story. Unfortunately, I forgot (because I didn’t write it down!) in which place in the Ural Mountains the pillar near which we were photographed is located. But maybe some of the readers will recognize this place?
And from records you can create travel essay, which will please the author and benefit other people. They may never visit there, but thanks to the author's travel notes they will learn a lot of interesting things.
This summer we went to visit our grandparents, who live very far from us. Mom and Dad prepared for this day in advance, bought tickets and gifts for relatives, and I packed my things. Since our journey would be long, my mother and I prepared food to take with us on the train. And now this day has come. Early in the morning, my mother woke us all up, and we went to have breakfast, hastily collected the last of our things, and checked our documents. Grandma Valya came to see us off, this is Dad’s mother. We took the bus and went to another city. Our journey lasted about two hours, we drove through a huge Belovezhskaya Pushcha. On the way I managed to see a large number of trees and flowers. We passed small villages and big cities. The road was not long.
Then at 13.00 we had a train. My parents and I went into our carriage, laid out our things, and prepared our documents, since it was an expensive trip across the border. And so we hit the road. What beautiful cities and villages we drove through, I admired the amazing nature. 12 hours later we arrived at our destination. There we were met by our aunt, my mother’s sister. She made a small tour of the city for me personally. Last time I was still very young here and I don’t remember anything. I saw huge monuments, theaters and parks.
After walking around the city a little and seeing all its sights, we had a bus to visit grandma at the appointed time. Another 2 hours and we are there. I've been waiting for this for so long. Expensive showed me very quickly. And now, finally, we are visiting.
Option 2
My father is a big fan of hiking. Not infrequently, waking up early in the morning, while everyone was still sleeping, I watched as dad, armed with a large backpack, a fishing rod and a happy smile, left the house, quietly closing the door behind him. And then one day, from a conversation between my father and mother, I realized that the next morning he was also going to go on a mushroom hike for several days.
It was autumn holidays and I begged my dad to take me with him, I even said that I didn’t need a gift for New Year, so much I wanted to understand what attracted my father, that he left with such a happy face native home and hurries to leave. The next morning I woke up before even my father, packed my small backpack, got dressed and waited in the hallway. Half an hour later, the father full readiness headed towards the exit, but then I blocked his path. I wanted to start begging him to take me with him, but he put his finger to his mouth and said “shhh”, took my hand and we left the house together.
It was quiet and foggy outside. We silently walked to the train station, boarded the train and I immediately fell asleep. When the train stopped, I opened my eyes and saw that dad was already taking our backpacks off the top shelves, I jumped up and began to help him. We got off the train and immediately headed into the dense forest. I felt a little scared, the forest was so huge, something was rustling, falling and screaming everywhere, but when I saw my father’s calm face, I calmed down a little, and after he looked at me and cheerfully said: “Breathe deeply!” It became completely calm and joyful. A little later, we came to the camp, which my father’s friends had already set up. There was a big fire burning there, tents stood around it, and between them, various mushrooms were drying on stretched ropes.
We drank tea and it was the most delicious tea I had ever tasted, it was made from various herbs and completely without sugar, and after that, father and his friends took bags and guns and moved somewhere. I also got up, but my father said that I couldn’t go with them, asked me to stay in the camp and help Aunt Lena prepare dinner, so I did. I had a great time there, but without waiting for dad and his friends, I fell asleep.
In the morning I woke up to my father screaming and shaking me, I didn’t understand anything! Having woken up a little, I began to understand what he was saying and I was also seized with horror. Dad remembered that when we left home, we didn’t warn Mom that I also went with Dad. At that very moment I got dressed and completely forgot to say goodbye to everyone, I even forgot my backpack, and ran with my dad back to the train. At home, my mother, of course, began to scold us for not warning her, but she wasn’t worried about me at all, she said that from the fact that I tried so hard to persuade my dad to take me with him the day before yesterday, she guessed that I went with him. Dad and I laughed for a long time.
That's how I went on the road for the first time with my father.
Essay in the genre of travel notes, grade 9
5:00 Monday
We're leaving. Hooray! I can’t even believe that I’m able to wake up at half past five. But for the sake of a pleasant trip - with pleasure. Yesterday I still didn’t manage to go to bed early, although my mother advised me, but I needed to finish some things and pack my suitcase. I'll sleep in the car anyway!
Monday evening
We've arrived! Cheers cheers! The journey went well. I slept almost all the time. We stopped at gas stations a couple of times. They all look alike. The coffee is not tasty... I looked out the window from the car (a couple of times my mother allowed me to ride in the “navigator”), a sad landscape, but so Russian. Our sad autumn nature. Bare branches, gray sky, drizzle. But the further we drove south, the more colorful leaves there were on the branches - here they had not yet flown around. And the grass is green, and the sun is peeking through... We stood in traffic jams for a while, while bridges were being repaired, and got lost a little. But we arrived, phew.
It was a day to rest. The city where grandma lives is a town, rather. It comes from a factory, and the factory is no longer working well. Almost all of them are old people... All the young people have left for the “capital” of the region. Downtown - one fast food restaurant, church and store - just big, not shopping mall even. We communicate with relatives and visit guests.
Today we went to the museum. It was interesting! It's all a bit mixed up, really. The museum was open until six, but at half past five all its workers were already standing in their jackets and looking at us disapprovingly.
Now we have reached the main city of the region. There's scope here! And sushi bars and discos. Lush buildings, lots of cars, lots of people. We walked along the streets, along the embankment. Except it’s already autumn, there’s no one in particular there, the cafes are closed. But this also has a special atmosphere.
Today, on the contrary, we spent the day in the village. We went to the river! Watching, of course, not swimming. We walked in the forest - we even picked mushrooms, and my father fished. There are so many more chrysanthemums here.
The village is large and prosperous. Many brick houses, vineyards, vegetable gardens. The people are cheerful.
On the road again. The holidays are ending soon... It's a pity, I could have walked here for another week.
We deliberately drove past cities - all around the district, but, of course, we drove through many villages. Wooden houses, not very bright, like nature.
Sunday
Here we are at home! They brought so many impressions and gifts. It’s good that we did everything at home that weekend, now we don’t even need to get ready for school tomorrow. And there we will probably write an essay on how I spent my holidays. Fine!
Several interesting essays
- Essay Peter Verkhovensky image and characterization in the novel Demons by Dostoevsky
One of the most unpleasant figures in Dostoevsky’s novel “Demons” is Pyotr Stepanovich Verkhovensky. This is the son of Stepan Trofimovich, who lived with Varvara Petrovna, the mother of the main character, Nikolai Stavrogin.
- Description of Ochumelov from the story Chekhov's Chameleon essay
In the story “Chameleon” Anton Chekhov described many positive and negative characters. The main character of the work is Ochumelov. Ochumelov plays a key role in the story
- Essay on the story White Nights by Dostoevsky, grade 9
The main character of this work is a Dreamer, and as they would say now, an introvert. He doesn't even have a name here. He doesn’t need anyone, he already feels great. He can walk around the city
- Analysis of the ballad Zhukovsky Cup 5th grade
The genre orientation of the work is a free translation of Schiller’s creation with the poet’s emphasis on a specific object in the form of a cup, which is depicted in the ballad as the desired reward
My name is Marat, and I am in 5th grade. If I were a school director, I would try to improve a lot.
For a week now we have been living in New Pomorie, a district of the old town of Bulgaria rebuilt in a modernist manner. Everything a tourist needs is at hand - the sea, hotels and simple taverns. But spend more than five days and six nights here and you will begin to pace around your apartment like a tiger in a cage. The city we had studied up and down could no longer satisfy our growing boredom and desperate thirst for change. The question of the “cultural” component of our vacation became acute.
The Bulgarian villages and bird farm described in the booklet of the only local travel agency were depressing just by their name. I wanted something more, worthwhile.
Soon, from “local” compatriots, we learned about the Rila Monastery, the only holy monastery in Bulgaria that provides overnight accommodation for its visitors. Tourists who stayed within the walls of the shrine for only one night managed to survive either an existential crisis or providence. Many talked about John of Rila, who appeared to them in a dream, the first hermit monk, whose disciples built the monastery. Then we were not yet ready to experience everything that the pioneers described to us, but we certainly could not imagine a five-hour trip to Sofia - a test not for mountain tourists exhausted by the heat and despondency.
The monastery is located in the valley of the Rila River, on the western slope of the Rila mountain range. The shrine is surrounded on all sides by centuries-old trees and mountain river beds. The last seventeen kilometers of the path stretched in a narrow serpentine from the foot to the top of the mountain. The complex of structures, which seemed immense from below, at an altitude of one thousand one hundred and forty-seven kilometers above the sea, impressed with its truly grand scale. The monastery not only towered above the surrounding slopes, but it itself seemed to be carved out of rock. We took our first breath of the southern mountain air: cool and sweet, and set off along the cozy narrow paths.
The Rila Monastery has been the cultural center of Bulgaria for almost its entire existence. It was here that the culture of the Bulgarian people, fleeing the oppression of the Turkish yoke, found refuge: children in the monastery were taught the Bulgarian language, local customs and legends were preserved. But the nature and architecture of this place speak a different language, clear and understandable to everyone to whom they open their doors.
Time flows in the monastery as quickly as the Rila water flies from the mountain rapids. The heavy, lead-colored sky sank like a dome over the shrine. The mystical night, permeated with silence, gradually began to be filled with the noise of mountain rivers and the sounds of the peaceful life of the monastery. How often do you have the opportunity to spend the night in a mountain cell and awaken from the rays of the sun beating through the window?
I didn’t want to leave the quiet, peaceful place. Moving away from the monastery, we watched the sightseeing buses and tourists swarming around in them. They had yet to experience the sublime satisfaction that this place gives. In the meantime, they can jostle in queues, argue about the cost of tickets and discuss the way back home.