I visited the cafe and souvenir shop of the hotel. In Berjozka I found the Finnish national epos Kalevala in Russian. That was something I had been searching for a long time without any result. They had two of them. While eating supper in the empty cafe I was reading some verses pretending to have some cyrillic KOI-8 fonts on the table.
Soviet style suburb a couple of kilometers from the center of the town.
At first Igor showed me what does a Russian hospitality means. I was treated like a close friend. We spent the first evening by having a good Russian dinner with all the necessary drinks and talking. Especially Igor was talking all the time. He often uses working class slang and some local phrases so that it was very hard for me understand everything he told.