August 2nd 2006. Heavy rain and constantly surprising digestive systems turn SCR's minds firmly away from camping, so they opt to spend another day in Samara. After an ambitiously rich lunch, they retire to a bar bordering the city's brewery, from which beer is allegedly piped directly. They are invited to drink with a group of gigantic Russians who claim to be the local Mafia. Balshoy, an amiable bear of a man, points a gun at Sam's head for a photograph, before removing the loaded bullet and magazine, and allowing Sam to retaliate. After much beer drinking, gun waving, and exchanging of military-themed gifts, SCR are ferried back to their hotel in the group's shiny Toyota Land Cruiser, noting with interest the driver's exciting technique of speeding through red traffic lights on the wrong side of the road.
In the evening, the SCR cryllic menu tombola system yields a two-course meal of pure ungarnished meat, much of which Rich sees again before the night is though.
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