Zavidovo

Well, still, like a small homeland. With all its contents. And in the endless summer, and the toy factory, whose glass tubes were strewn all over the city, and the reserves of silver and gold paper were only a few years at home, and a felt factory with this indestructible felt and hats from it, and a winery with almost free access to it the contents of all those who had the slightest desire, or did not have, and the lake, now down to the level of a half-grown swamp, and once the center of cultural life, and this station with an old, smelling delicious then, filled with glinting rays of light and, whatIt’s also important, with a rich newsstand inside, where the press was delivered in the mornings by electric train, and an ice cream stall opposite in the ancient, preserved, but not used, brick incomprehensible structure ... But it doesn’t matter! One spring and Shosh what they were worth! And the crowds of barn dacha owners from Moscow and Leningrad, living in strip with chickens and rabbits, and for them to harvest grass. By the dew. It was, yes. And then, once, being already a very adult, I arrived in Zavidovo not in the summer, but in the late winter. And it turned out that the wonderful hills overgrown with greenery were heaps of dangerous rubbish, with shards of glass of all kinds sticking out in all directions, fragments of a timeless brick and rusty glands. That the water we drank from the "streams" and "ponds", somehow in general, is not water at all. And that the noise of trains passing by is not so much romance as a hindrance to sleep. Well, still, like a small homeland ...

Quiet and peaceful town

Perfect place.

Everything is very good. Taxi humane.

Zavidovo great vacation, beautiful nature ..