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At last I stepped on the Nevada’s soil. It was rather a fun.

It was never a sort of ‘particular goal’ for me, though, - you know, sometimes people would set up a GOAL for the LIFE , - ‘to do so and so’, or ‘to see so and so’, and only after the accomplishment of such a goal they would reluctantly agree to accept the fact the LIFE is going to end some day.

I flew over Nevada quite a few times already, and whenever I would be over it on my next trip, I would always think about an incredible connection existing between this US State, featured mainly by the sheer desert, and my native Semipalatinsk, the prairie (’Steppe’) surrounding this humble city in the North-East of Kazakhstan - and the thousands and thousands miles that separate these two part of the world.

Oh, well, the distance had been quite ’shortened’ with an advent of the era where the ballistic missiles, had they been lauched right across the North Pole would cover the leg in a less than an hour.

And we, folks, who lived then on both sides of this trans-polar route knew about the nuclear power a little bit more than they would tell us in the newspapers.

Lets talk about the ‘History of a Big Clash’.