years for the city. about 3,000 years ago , on the site of the central square, there was an ulola paleolithic site. in the chronicles of the 16th century, the place is mentioned as the village of ulala. when the biysk merchants arrived here following the missionaries, the first street of the village did not have a name, but was already called a street. and wooden sidewalks were laid along it. and the city really began to be rebuilt in the twenties of the last century. something was demolished, something was built, something was remade. well, for example, on the street that now bears the name charuz gurkina, in 1937 they built a kindergarten building and called it beautifully: ilyacha's grandson. last year , a snow leopard area was opened in the park of culture and recreation, you can scratch the little irpis behind the ear, but no, they won't bite, they are, they are monuments. a whole botanical collection has been planted along the aliy of the central park, tatar, american maples, manchurian walnut, and so on. gorno-altaysk generally claims.

the title of one of the cleanest and greenest cities in siberia, there is no industry at all, although earlier the city was called siberian ivanovo, yes, there were so many sewing factories, some people start going to the top of taukai instead of training in the gym, some 600 steps and you can admire the panoramas, on the holiday of chaga bayram - the altai new year, even members of the government climb here to the white birches, local residents bring milk and other white products as an offering to the spirits. the owners of altai, in one of the songs of the throat singing ensemble baytya rek, we also met these young guys during our current visit, they have there are such words: one day a hunter, having reached the top of the pass, saw the most beautiful sunset, his soul was overwhelmed by feelings and thoughts, how good it is that he lives on this earth. the word "counting of rivers", that is, the tree of life, is mentioned in many epics of the turkic peoples. the musicians say that their task is not to lose the fundamentality of ethnicity, while now they ... compose more themselves.

the guys even released their first album, spirit of altai, on venel. this is a gift for connoisseurs of music lovers. i never cease to be amazed at how diverse our country is. from moscow to the very outskirts, from the southern mountains to the northern seas. and everything is unique and despite everything, trying to preserve its original face. and this is the merit, and sometimes the feat of people living in their region and loving it with all their hearts. it is on such righteous people that the russian land rests. we often meet such ascetics in the provinces and admire them. and our attempts to unravel the spirit of altai do not end there. we will definitely return to these lands. these are not travel notes with dmitry

krylov. hello, fellow travelers, thank you for joined, it's fun to walk together across the expanses. today we are walking on the side of the morians. no, valentina alesanovna, don't confuse me, not the maarians. the maore are the indigenous people of new zealand, who made up the main population of the country before the arrival of europeans, well , we were there with you, we got to know the moarians. no, no, we will discover the country.

everything is so, and you will also find here your king, a relative of the famous bavarian castle neusch weinstein, and the tsar cannon, although reduced to half the size of the original, but to the eye almost not you will distinguish, in the appearance of the local annunciation cathedral, you will discern the features of both st. basil's cathedral and the st. petersburg church of the savior on spilled blood and the kremlin, in general, such a las vegas, in which there are copies of various famous buildings, where does all this come from? it came from history, in russian, this people was called cheremis, inherited by russia from the kazan khanate conquered by ivan the terrible, resisted exorbitant levies to the treasury, forced conversion to christianity, often stood up, and tsar feodor ioannovich decided to put in the troubled land fortified city, for which a monument was erected to it. that is how the trading town of tsarev kakshaisk grew up on the bank of the shallow malaya kakshaga river. with the establishment of soviet power

, the town received the mari name iashkarala, that is, a red city, red, that is , beautiful, but this is like the case with our red square in moscow outside. and few people have heard of this city, a deep backwater, only gogol in dead souls says, and the court writes: escort you from tsarev kakshaisk to the prison of such and such a city. in the middle of the 19th century, the local district police officer reported to the government: in the city, there are no factories, plants, and there are different craftsmen : one carpenter, two shoemakers, two tailors, one coppersmith, one alavyannik, two dyers, even with the advent of soviet power, which pulled the whole country. behind itself a bright future and ashkaralu was known only by the simple game of cities. this is the only city in russia whose name begins with and short. and only at the beginning of this century in the development of the capital of maria ell there was a real breakthrough in social architectural, economic. city

awakened from a century-long sleep. when constructing new buildings, the authorities proposed to adhere to classical european styles, dutch scandinavian gothic, italian renaissance. this is how this exoticism arose, a stream of tourists flocked to the city, in 2023 alone, iashka ralu and the republic of maria ell were visited by more than a million people, and the city itself expanded. if before the fifties of the last century, your city had 13 streets, about 300 buildings and a population of 2.0 people, now there are 470 streets, a population of almost 280,000, this is slightly less half of the entire mari region. they didn't forget the short one either: in colloquial speech, the locals have long since adopted the name "yoshka" for the capital of mari, for brevity, just like the st. petersburgers call it piter, and the expression "yoshkin kot" is familiar to everyone, so in the mari capital they decided to combine these two idioms, and the result was yoshkin kot, a cheerful

and informal symbol of the city. they planted it in the very center, not far from the main universities of ashka rola, the mari state university and the famous "tech volga region technological university. well, naturally, students come to him before exams to rub his nose or paw for happiness. tourists have picked up the tradition. the cat's nose already shines like a polished copper coin, but if there is a yoshkin cat, then there must be a yoshkin-cat. they installed a sculpture of a cat. actually. the moritzes are called the last pagans of europe, that is, on occasion they visit an orthodox church, the sacred grove, where they worship the tunozh paro, kugumo, that is , the one, bright, kind, great god. moreover, the republic of marei ell is the only administrative

education, where the traditional pagan religion is officially registered along with orthodoxy and islam has the right to state support, however, the city of iashkala, where the indigenous morits make up only a quarter of the population, and the main language of communication is still russian, today the city is strictly orthodox, one might even say, emphatically pious. the most picturesque square is called the patriarch's square in honor of the late patriarch alexy ii, who at one time separated the yashkorolinskaya diocese from kazan and made it independent. pedestrian the bridge thrown from here to the three main churches of the city voskresensky, voznesensky and troitsky was popularly nicknamed. and from the monarch to the patriarch, since on that side there is a sculpture of tsar feodor, the square on the opposite side of the bridge is called the virgin mary square. on the patriarchal island itself is the chapel of the faithful peter and fevronia. newlyweds sail here from the city wedding palace on a boat

to take a photo against the backdrop of a figure group dedicated to these patron saints of love and marriage. the main one, if i may say so to say, the attraction of the patriarch's square is a dynamic sculptural composition. the lord's entry into jerusalem or, in common parlance , the 12 apostles. every god's day, three times a day, at 9, at 12, at 3:00 in the afternoon, with the ringing of the bell, the gates on the third floor of the castle open, an exact copy of the architectural landmark of the republic of the sheremetyev castle estate in the village of yurino. so the gates open and our lord jesus christ appears, riding a donkey, and behind him are all 12 first disciples. judas walks last, as the group's progress, he lags behind, lags behind symbolically, that is, from the teachings of christ, preparing to betray the teacher and physically. well , while they are walking, modern ashkaara, a city with a unique face, mischievous, sly, self-ironic, lives its own life, goes to work, is actively being built, walks through

the city park of culture, lays flowers at the eternal flame, admires the tree of life, in sculptures where three morians, a boy, a man and an old man play three national... instruments, remember the name: kusle, shuvyre and tumyre, that is, on gusli, drill and drum. dvd, the capital of uruguay. one of the most developed rich countries in latin america. do you know what i noticed? people here dress quite simply. a kilogram of makeup on the face is not about our women. montevide - rent for local residents is quite expensive, but there is an option when you can live even for free. if we see that a person is normal, neat, tidy, he just has financial problems now. we accept him and settle. one of the rooms. the favorite dish of uruguayans is meat-siege. usually we eat this dish with bread,

vegetables, red wine sauce. here's another rib, please, it goes well in urgvoy. the lives of others. premiere. today on the first. i met a colleague in the lab, he just asked if it's true that you have a psychic in your employ. and the boss will get it.

what kind of nonsense is this? i don't believe you. we are sure that he can't have secrets from you. trader. tomorrow after the program time. oleg, forgive me, please, i didn't mean to. you are playing a very dangerous game. wait! peleda shpayare's holiday. to this bright the celebration, translated into russian as the festival

of flowers, turned 104 this year. there are few places where you can so vividly feel the spirit of the mari people as at this festival, which is now celebrated annually, every third saturday in june. there are just over half a million mari in the world, 290,000 in maria ell itself. in addition, the mari civilization is very diverse and fragmented, they don’t even have a common language. those who live in villages are engaged in christian labor. and there are still many of them, often not leaving their native lands for years, and peledysh pairen is a reason to get together, to see others, to show oneself, to march in a solemn procession along the central streets of the capital, moscow and bashkirtastan, tatarstan and udmurtia, chuvashi and even zvenigorod in the moscow region are going, and then closer to the evening the holiday spreads across the squares and parks, with its festivities, folk crafts, dances, songs, contests and competitions in national types of wrestling and other sports spills over the streets of ishkarola and mari speech, national

costumes with embroidery flash everywhere. this year on peledysh 50,000 people came to payerem, and these are not only elderly participants of rural amateur activities, but also young people. some enthusiasts learn to weave on a traditional mori loom. at the fairground, masters of decorative and applied arts offer kuhol mori dresses, national jewelry, products made of lazy, wooden dishes, knitted games. at the festivals of ethno brands, they check the prices of cheese and honey or watch a show of national fashions from wedding to work. and, of course, mari cuisine. its basis is made up of flour dishes, for example, various pancakes under the general name melna, two-layer, three-layer with various toppings, cooked under the kogolya, this is something between pelmeni and vareniki with various fillings, from potatoes, meat, fish. podkogolya even became the official face of the republic of mariel. a monument to them was erected in the capital until late in the evening there is music and dancing on the streets, and if you look from the outside,

it seems that flowers are circling the city, a real respite, a holiday of flowers. national museum of the republic of mariel named after timofey yevseyev. here, thanks to already the national project culture known to you managed to create a space of traditional mari life with immersion in the circle of life of the indigenous. bush, the entire galaxy, the milky way is a heavenly flock of wild geese, poetically, instead of a wall, where the orama of the sacred grove, in it is the great sacred tree of anapo, it symbolizes the universe, because the world in the ideas of the peoples of the seas is divided into upper, middle and lower, in the upper live the gods, in the middle the person himself, well in

the lower evil spirits and dead relatives, in general, everything is like everyone else, this ethnographic... a feeling of touching time, literally, you can open the chest with the dowry of a marean girl yourself and touch the linen and hemp canvases, with mysterious patterns, the meaning of which you yourself would never guess in life, here they will prompt, or a visual history of life from the birth of a person to death, made in the form of a segmented circle. you choose fate,

well, for example, a girl in a village, you follow the metamorphosis, here she grows up, here she marries ... an abortionist, well, further, further as the classic, mikhail mikhailovich zhivanetsky, i will never be a woman, and it is interesting what they feel. the ritual of matchmaking in the old days is presented. in the fall, when rural work ends, a girl who has reached marriageable age, climbs the highest hill in the area in a special maiden rock trumpets a special melody, in our mari, udar-puch. they hear the call of a guy from neighboring villages and go with their parents to woo, looks, well or ... the bride, whether she embroiders well, cooks, whether she is beautifully dressed, and the mari women's costume is not not only a real work of art, but also whole messages from fabric, each detail, each pattern, means something, and a variety of headdresses with captivating names for the ear, like shimaksh, sharpan-nashmak, soroka and the like. to hear

genuine mari folk melodies coming from the depths of centuries, we went to ... the village of korai at dawn the mowers, the teacher, agronomists, combine operators went out to the meadows, lined up in white clothes with braids in a row in front of the meadow, sang their work songs, there was a breath of antiquity, some kind of ritual secret, something deeply and inextricably linked with nature and mother earth. they sing about how peasant life is not easy, but you have to work so that this work brings a good harvest and enough milk for our cows and goats, and then the mari kart came out. a priest who is able to communicate with gods, spirits and other forces of nature. who is kart today? just a respected elderly man, known for his sedate life, who knows myths and traditions well, who can speak very smoothly, chooses his the whole community from its ranks. kart puts out a sacred flatbread, a horn of bread, symbolizing the sun, and thanks

mother earth for growing such juicy grass, asks for strength and a good mood for the mowers. so that their souls would rush straight to heaven for goat shearing, and then for the work itself, again with music and songs, all this to set the rhythm: the braids move rhythmically, the silver coins that decorate the women's mari costumes jingle in time, it was believed that silver is a magical metal, it protects, cleanses, guards babies and mother's breast from evil spirits, which are so easy, you never know when to meet in a field or meadow, lunch time, each participant in the haymaking... carries food from home, but then everything is dumped into a common pot, where common dishes are prepared for all the workers. this is the first part of our travel diary

on the land of the seamen, the next one next time, if we haven't missed the topic. you were curious, then we'll meet in a week, i really don't want to lose you, we 've become attached to you, okay, bye, your wayward flaneur dk. hello, channel one is broadcasting the news, maxim sharafuddinov is in the studio and briefly about the main thing. missiles on peaceful neighborhoods. the house got the most, we see destroyed balconies, in some places completely heated apartments in the courtyard , cars burned to the ground, the consequences of the militants' night attack

on kursk and work on...