here Akhmet ordered the introduction of musicians. Zagremfla discordant music; Four almes entered and began to dance. I saw them for the first time. These two girls were pretty and slender, and one of them was truly beautiful. All their movements were voluptuous, and in order not to deviate from the truth, it must be said, sometimes even indecent. For a long time I didn’t understand what they wanted to express? they cried out in a languid voice, as if they were complaining about something, and without ceasing to dance they began to undress. Taking off their clothes one by one, they were left almost completely naked. Akhmet seemed to be very happy looking at them. He explained to me that a bee had crept under their dress, and he, afraid of its sting, tried to find it and took off his dress. Soon after, they presented themselves as satisfied and fell asleep (they caught the ichela in a great way). And so the presentation ended. I understand that Az1ats, at least the majority of them, not knowing any love other than Physical, and spending a lot of time in idleness, find great pleasure in these representations. Alma is the same as our Gypsies, but voluptuous, purer and even richer. Of these, as they told me, there are many lovely ones.” I myself look at them with some pleasure. The next day, early in the morning, I was already at ConB. Pasha sent two more armed cavas to me and ordered to say that the Turkmen were grazing their cattle on the hump and had been warned. We climbed for about three hours up the mountain, overgrown with huge orzh and chestnut trees: many of them were three-thick. We soon climbed to the first platform: there were five Turkmen tents, who, along with their wives, stood on the platform, probably waiting for me. I got off my horse, entered, at the invitation, one of the wagons, and muttered that he was similar to our Kalmyk people in everything; Only the felt here is black, while other tents have white tops. Old man Turkmen expressed regret to me that, without waiting for me, now he could not treat me to anything. I wanted to tell them that I was on my way back from the mountain to dine at this place with my people, and I asked them to give us a young lamb, for which I would gratefully pay them for everything. Then one of the Kavass told me that Pashin’s cook is with us, and that he has all kinds of provisions, a cut of meat. The old man assured me that everything would be fine, and we continued on our way. We climbed the mountain for two hours and reached a small lake. Before him there were still plants, shrubs and herbs; Then there is a complete desert: only rocks. Here I had to leave the horses and walk. An hour later I was at the very top of Olympus, and stood above the Phrygian mountains. In the distance we could see Constantinople and the Princes' Islands; Lake Chvuylyokt and the Uger River, meandering through the Brus valley and falling into the sea, shone at my feet. The shores of the Propontis and all the surroundings of the Kizichesky Voluostrov appeared before my eyes. Sometimes clouds, passing below me, completely obscured the earth from view; then it was as if all communication between mortals and me had ceased!... Wasn’t it this ecstatic feeling that inspired the ancient poets with the idea: to designate the heights of Olimia as the dwelling place of the gods?
I found it not at all difficult to climb to the very top of the cone of this mountain: it is accessible on three sides; the fourth stands as a wall. This mountain is limestone; marble is visible everywhere.