Dagestan is translated as "country of mountains". The country of peaks, where you need to squint and lift your head to the sky to see the boulders that cut the blue expanse.

Time there slows down and flows according to special laws. The road itself is laid in front of us, lined with meetings, discoveries, impressions, delicious food. People turn into heroes, into characters, and peaks sparkle with wisdom in their eyes. Miracles rush past like a whirlwind, which you can’t imagine, which are possible only with a different optics. It is as if life is happening - pure and transparent, like a river at its source. As if the mountains are the pulse of the planet. As if the mountains are everything.