Modern hiking trips with Slavic girls are not about bending a yellow guitar and mosquitoes eating sweaters. Raul Costa was going on a hike, but he: he didn’t take the guitar, he didn’t take the stew, he didn’t take vodka, but he took with him two whores with whom he would go on an exciting hiking trip, and the girls would stomp on his penis. Or maybe hes right? What for vodka and tea in the pot, when there are such girls?