Chapter six hundred and fortieth day is very precious
What Bagg said is absolutely correct. There are only 4 buildings in this camp. The largest two-story wooden house is the hotel, camp office and management staff's home. The remaining two houses are a store and a gas station.
There is also a car repair shop and the smallest wooden house here is the post office. Although it is not much bigger than a toilet, there is a huge American flag hanging at the door, and there are also national flags painted around the house.
The owners of the house are an old couple. Although it is located in such a remote place, the behavior of this old couple is a bit like the high-class people Hong Tao met at the New York cocktail party. When they arrived at the hotel, everyone introduced themselves carefully.
Only then did Hong Tao find out that the husband of this old couple was actually a clergyman, which is what we often call a pastor!
Here is a little common sense. Although pastors and priests are both clergy, they do not belong to the same sect, which is a bit like the difference between Chinese Buddhism and Tibetan Buddhism in Chinese Buddhism. Priests are clergy in Christianity, and their superiors
A bishop is a bishop; a priest is a clergy member of the Catholic Church. There is a big difference between the two.
For example, a priest must be a male, never marry, take the church as his home, and have no salary, but have divine rights; while priests can be held by both men and women, can get married and have children, and can receive a salary, but have no divine rights. The reason behind this
To explain it from the roots of Catholicism and Christianity, we won’t discuss it here. If we really want to discuss it, I can’t explain it. I just know the appearance and don’t understand the inner meaning.
They came here voluntarily more than ten years ago to spread the gospel of God. Regardless of whether their gospel was spread or not, they did a good thing anyway, because with the existence of this camp, it has become a comparison
A famous tourist attraction. When the tourist season comes, the rooms here
It is basically full, so the nearby small Inuit village will also benefit. Because tourists will buy their fur products, handicrafts and various services, such as dog sledding. And for this reason
, that small village also has electricity, which can be regarded as boosting the rural economy.
Hong Tao is also very satisfied with his and Eileen's room. It's different from a hotel. It looks like visiting a friend's house. It's just a guest room with its own bathroom. Everyone eats in the restaurant downstairs, although outside
It was a bitterly cold winter, but the room was very warm.
Speaking of cold, Hong Tao was not deceived this time. The set of cold-proof clothes he and Irene bought on the cruise ship came to great use. After putting them on, they didn't feel cold at all. But there was another problem. At that time, they only
I bought clothes, pants and shoes, and brought my own hat and jacket, but I forgot about gloves. When Hong Tao got off the plane, he accidentally grabbed the armrest outside the door, and almost got a piece of skin off his hand.
It hurts.
But this is just a small problem. Since there is a store here, there will be no shortage of gloves. Hong Tao and Irene each bought a pair, which are just like the two-finger gloves they wore when they were children. There is also a leather cord in the middle for hanging.
On the neck. Although it doesn't look very good, the material is very authentic. It is made of reindeer skin turned over and sewn. There is also a layer of down inside.
Hong Tao and Irene were tired after working for a long time, so they said hello to the pastor and his wife. They went upstairs to take a bath and went to bed early. They didn't know how long they slept, but Hong Tao woke up by himself.
After coming over, he calmed down on the bed and felt that he was not sleepy at all. So he pushed Eileen's head away from him and planned to get up.
But he looked up and looked out the window, only to find that it was still dark outside. It seemed that he was a bit confused by the damn jet lag, and his biological clock was completely messed up. He usually slept until he woke up naturally, which was usually 6 o'clock.
More, except sleeping in the tent. But now he obviously woke up early, so he just stared for a while, so Hong Tao got back into bed.
Friends who have the habit of sleeping in may feel this way. After waking up in the morning, if you don't get up immediately, once you fall asleep again, it will be almost noon when you open your eyes again. This time Hong Tao was teased by nature.
When he opened his eyes again, he didn't wake up by himself, but was woken up by Bug's knock on the door. At this time, he picked up the watch on the bedside and took a look, and found that it was already 10:30 in the morning.
"I don't remember sleeping for such a long time?" Hong Tao pondered while getting dressed.
"The bed here is very comfortable. We overslept." Irene also glanced at her watch, then ran all the way to the bathroom in her pajamas. Hong Tao sighed and had to get back under the quilt. This is a standard procedure for women to wake up in the morning.
Don’t even think about finishing it before 40 minutes.
"I'm so sorry, we overslept a little." After Hong Tao went downstairs, the pastor and his wife were busy making lunch in the kitchen.
"It doesn't matter, young man, Alaska is like this in winter. It doesn't get bright until after 10 o'clock, and it gets dark again after 3 o'clock in the afternoon. Very few people come here to travel during this season, especially Chinese tourists. Most of them come here in June.
It will appear later, and disappear again after September." The pastor looks like a pastor, has a kind face, and speaks in a steady voice that can make you understand clearly.
"Oh, I understand. I woke up once in the morning, but when I saw it was still dark outside the window, I thought I had woken up early. I let the weather fool me!" At this time, Hong Tao finally understood that it was not his biological clock that was disordered, but himself.
My eyes were fooled by nature.
"You guys went to bed too early last night and didn't see the aurora. The weather today is not bad. There should be more aurora in the evening. Okay, let's eat first. After eating, we can go out and play for a while. Otherwise, it will be over again soon.
It's dark!" It must have been not the first time that Bug came here. He sat down at the dining table and started urging the meal to be served.
Today's lunch was obviously carefully prepared by the pastor and his wife. The main course was no longer roasted reindeer meat, but potato stewed beef. What made Hong Tao most happy was that there was actually a pot of rice to eat. In this bird's nest
It’s not easy to poop in a small place, especially
The kindness of the old pastor and his wife is very heart-warming. The only bad thing is that the pastor and his wife do not allow visitors to smoke in the house, so Hong Tao, a smoker, can only brave the freezing temperature of minus 40 degrees to run to the porch outside the house.
Enjoyable, what a strong will this is!
Before they finished smoking, Hong Tao and Irene were boarded by Bagla and drove towards the Inuit village 2 kilometers away. Hong Tao had never seen this car before, let alone sat in it, and said it was a tractor.
Well, the upper part of it is just a passenger car
, but let’s say it is a passenger car, but there are two tracks underneath. When it starts, it trembles all over, and the exhaust pipe towering at the rear of the car is full of black smoke. It should be the shell of a small passenger car.
The belt was buckled to the chassis of a tractor.
Don't even call this car ugly. It drove steadily in half a meter of snow. Apart from being a little loud, it had no flaws. The road it took was not a road at all.
It can be regarded as a relatively flat place in the wilderness, with snow and tree stumps everywhere. Even if its body can go through it, if it were replaced by Paul's F650, it would be stuck in the trap.
The small Inuit village is behind the woods to the west of the pastor's house. There is a large open space here with 4 or 5 wooden houses built on it. They are smaller than the pastor's house. They are all single-story and look a little crude.
In addition, behind every house, there are several very small houses, like beehives. Do the Inuit still keep bees?
"That's a kennel!" After hearing Hong Tao's question, Bug burst into laughter, and Irene also laughed along with him.
"It's so inhumane to let dogs spend the night outside in this cold weather!" Hong Tao was laughed at, and could only curse secretly in his heart. At the same time, he was really worried about those dogs. The temperature here was very low, and there were bursts of rain.
Xiao Feng, it is so cruel to let a dog sleep outside overnight.
The people in the village obviously knew this car, and they also knew Bagger. When Bagger parked the car among the houses, several people walked out of the house, and they all greeted Bagger. They also communicated in English and wore clothes.
The clothes are not simply sewn from animal fur. They look no different from ordinary Americans. The only difference is their faces.
Hong Tao is not too surprised by this. These Inuit people have probably been assimilated. Just like the herdsmen in some parts of China, they have given up herding and living in yurts, but have entered urban life and engaged in some things that have nothing to do with herding.
Work.
Bagge was very efficient. He did not take Hong Tao and Irene into the Inuit home. He just exchanged a few words with them outside. Then several people immediately returned to the wooden house and came out again after a while.
He was wearing a rather rugged fur suit and was holding a lot of animal skins.
These furs are used for Hong Tao and Irene to keep out the cold. They are partly used to cushion the sled seats and partly to cover the body, so that they can withstand the low temperature and cold wind here. Hong Tao is not worried about fleas or lice on these furs, that's all
Temperature, Xiaoqiang will die even if he comes, no need to consider any parasites.
The sled was very simple. It was just a frame made of several wooden slats. There were only 2 wooden boards nailed together to form a seat, and there was a semicircular handrail at the end. After organizing the sled, Hong Tao and Irene were still unable to sit on it. The one wearing a leather jacket
The Inuit motioned to Hong Tao and Irene to go with him to the kennel.
"Go on, it's okay. You have to get familiar with the dogs first, otherwise they will think you are a stranger and will be distracted when pulling the sled." Bug saw Hong Tao and Irene were a little hesitant, and immediately explained to them what was going on.
