C altitude platform on which the dispensary "Cembalo", it was evident like a huge white cloud of gently rolling over the mountain and descended gently to Balaclava . It got lost in the outlying streets, tangled among the trees and houses and could not climb back. Loose gray patches of moisture clinging to the clothes of passers-by look in their faces, decorated eyelashes and bangs silver dew. People are shivering. Want to hurry to be home to a cozy kitchen or hide in a cheap cafe. On the street in January. Quay semidesert and place in cafes, almost all are free.

Over a cup of steaming coffee recall the summer days when life here is in full swing, literally. Balaclava has recently attracted a growing number of tourists wishing to spend their holidays on the beaches or the wild outdoors. The holiday season officially begins here in early June, but nature lovers, bored by the sun, by this time covered with persistent tan. For them hiking on the beaches after the autotravel to the sea start with the end of April, at every opportunity and sunny weather. Black Sea beaches at this time poorly, and walk a brisk pace to the "Near the beach, for example, a maximum of 20 minutes from downtown Balaclava . From the heights of the mountains above the sea view Balaclava in April-May, a very different - freedom for creative imagination. By request - the services of travel many skiffs, still quite free at this time of year. Yachtsmen expanse here all year round. Exit to the open sea in the early spring days are! Not even every local resident can not afford such a pleasure. Trip to the beach can be combined with obozreniem surrounding shores.

With the approach of summer, the number of people in the city. Changes and their contingent. For the most part - it's resting, tending to the beach, sea, bars, and comfort. Balaclava Quay becomes crowded. Here are intertwined interests of tourists who wish for rest time to get as much pleasure and souvenirs, and the local population, seeking possible profitable to sell these very fun and souvenirs. In the evening heat of summer waning, and the embankment is changing along with the audience. Then the empty seats in these cafes is almost there. Resting on the heat of the day, tourists and locals with pleasure admiring the bay night strolling topless women and slowly sipping a beer. And nobody wants to think about that, "... like gunpowder burns short summer ...." And, with the end of golden days of the Crimean Autumn in Balaclava will be winter again.