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So the sun rose and we are already in another world, beyond the hill. Just yesterday morning, they barely pulled their eyes in distant Moscow, and now, after a normal sleep, already at the entrance to Warsaw. And here is a completely different sensation of the road and the surrounding world. In Russia, everything lives on its own. And roads and cities and fields with forests. Nobody touches anyone. Upon arrival in Belarus, a feeling is created that a hand is laid on everything. And the roads are well-groomed and the fields are emerald and smooth, and the towns are well-groomed and built according to a certain plan. But of course, of course, there is not enough strength, because everything is beautiful and well-groomed, but they are nevertheless without much mania. And here is Poland. Although we entered it at night, but even at night, upon entering the first town, there was a feeling that people would do only what they themselves had built. Roads, houses, towns and are required even for the Muhosran village cathedral. Everything is smooth and cleaned, as in the original drawings of the designer. Where you need light, it is. Where not needed, no. And you can see even greater eco-space in the way they live (as it seemed). Those. where the ace has only one lane, they have a full road. Horror! About the fact that you can go here without even straining on my pterodactyl is an obvious growth) But the surrounding nature didn’t feel the influence of man. Neither you neat trees by the road, nor emerald fields. Everything in the weeds, as in Russia. So the road here is a self-contained installation. You go, admire the road and the villages along its course. There is nothing to look at. It’s good that they saw the stork. I hope fortunately)