Welcome.
Glad to see I don't have to start by telling you about 506.01!!
That's quite a list to work through but it sounds as though it can all be done.
Kazakhstan is an interesting country: in the early 1990's I used to travel to Almaty [when it was the capital] for agriculture and aviation consultancy and experienced both the heat and the cold!
I have some very fond memories and experiences of the country some of which I can share and others I can't!
On arrival the queues for immigration and customs were huge as both the Lufthansa and Turkish planes landed at more or less the same time at 0600 and up to 500 people could be standing in line, sometimes for several hours, as customs X-rayed and searched baggage, and immigration checked for currency and asked questions!
My minder/fixer out there was an Irish man and known to Mr Nazarbayev so he used to use the President's card to get airside and greet me at the foot of the steps of the plane.
As I always only had a carry-on bag he would take me out to his waiting car through a hole in the hedge and deliver me to my hotel. His driver would them take my passport back to the airport [together with $20] for the immigration entry stamp!
If I hadn't had time to get my visa before travelling, there was an unmarked door airside that we'd go through and walk up to the first floor visa office where we would wake up the immigration guy before anyone else got to his office officially, give him $50 and I'd get my lovely, ornate, full page Khazak visa and my entry stamp before nipping back downstairs and out through that hole in the hedge!!
Glad to see I don't have to start by telling you about 506.01!!
That's quite a list to work through but it sounds as though it can all be done.
Kazakhstan is an interesting country: in the early 1990's I used to travel to Almaty [when it was the capital] for agriculture and aviation consultancy and experienced both the heat and the cold!
I have some very fond memories and experiences of the country some of which I can share and others I can't!
On arrival the queues for immigration and customs were huge as both the Lufthansa and Turkish planes landed at more or less the same time at 0600 and up to 500 people could be standing in line, sometimes for several hours, as customs X-rayed and searched baggage, and immigration checked for currency and asked questions!
My minder/fixer out there was an Irish man and known to Mr Nazarbayev so he used to use the President's card to get airside and greet me at the foot of the steps of the plane.
As I always only had a carry-on bag he would take me out to his waiting car through a hole in the hedge and deliver me to my hotel. His driver would them take my passport back to the airport [together with $20] for the immigration entry stamp!
If I hadn't had time to get my visa before travelling, there was an unmarked door airside that we'd go through and walk up to the first floor visa office where we would wake up the immigration guy before anyone else got to his office officially, give him $50 and I'd get my lovely, ornate, full page Khazak visa and my entry stamp before nipping back downstairs and out through that hole in the hedge!!
