Gumilev was an enthusiastic traveler. But where exactly was he? We remember together with Sofya Bagdasarova. In the French capital, Gumilev lived in his youth, where he composed his first poems. Here he is lucky in the honeymoon Akhmatova. The last time Gumilev was in Paris in 1917 and served as adjutant under the commissar of the Provisional Government. Life does not suit an emigrant, and on April 10, 1918 Gumilev leaves for his homeland – it turns out to be a fateful decision and his last journey. On his first trip, the 22-year-old Gumilev set off in 1908, contrary to the will of his father, to save money on his account. On the boat he sailed from Odessa and reached Istanbul, the key transit point. In subsequent years he sailed through this port more than once. In Athens, young Gumilev was on his first trial trip, examined the Acropolis and read Homer. In general, behaved like a decent tourist. Parents did not know anything: his friends from Paris every 10 days carefully sent them pre-prepared letters. In 1908, Gumilev first saw Cairo – and the region of Al-Ezbekia, which he will later remember with anguish (“How strange – exactly ten years have passed.” Since I saw the Ezbekies … “). He bathed in the Nile, spent the night in the hold of the steamship with pilgrims, was arrested for the trip “a hare” – in general, enjoyed life. In this African port, standing on the lands between Ethiopia and Somalia, Gumilev was in both his Abyssinian travels, the first of which happened in 1909, the second – three years later. As he enthusiastically wrote on the road to Valery Bryusov: “There is already everything – up to lions and elephants inclusive, the sun is scorching unmercifully, negros are naked. This is Africa. I write poetry, but not enough. Stupid as I blacken, and I blacken with every hour. But there are lots of impressions. ” A large Ethiopian Islamic city, where Gumilev visited several times. His second Abyssinian journey (1913) took place at the initiative of the St. Petersburg Museum of Ethnography (Kunstkamera), where he then handed out his trophies and photographs for a week. On this journey he was accompanied by nephew Nikolai Sverchkov (“Kolya the little one”). There, Gumilev made friends with the local governor, the future Emperor of Ethiopia, Haile Selassie I. Both times, Gumilev took mules and guides in Harare and marched in a caravan path with the spurs of the Chercher Mountains, at an altitude of 2,500 meters above sea level. The journey into the interior of the country was difficult. From his diary: “We are walking along the plain game, mass, killed the jackal. They stopped after three hours of running, because the Gauls had slaughtered two bulls in the cemetery and invited us to eat. In the evening we went hunting: they killed a huge bird, saw deer. I have a fever and a kidney. There’s nothing to drink. ” In general, there is little documentary (and not poetic) information about Gumilev’s travels. George Ivanov, he said, he said: “Traveling in Africa is disgusting. Heat. Negroes do not want to obey, fall to the ground and shout: “Kalas” (“I do not go further”). We must raise them with whips. Angry so that reduces the jaws. ” In the First World War, Gumilev set out as a volunteer. Since he could ride, he fell into the cavalry – first in the lancers, and then in the hussars. In the ranks of the Russian army he walked through those lands that he had seen from the train window before heading to Europe. Gumilev’s baptism of fire, which he sang in the poem “The Offensive” (“The country that could be a paradise …”) occurred on the Russian-German border. Then he povyuet in other territories of Central Europe. In 1917 Gumilev, already a St. George cavalier, decides to transfer to the southern, Thessaloniki Front. To do this, he had to join the Russian Expeditionary Force in France. From Russia, he went there in a roundabout way – so Sweden, Norway and England join the list of countries. In the British capital, Gumilev stayed for a month, met with Aldous Huxley, Gilbert Chesterton, William Butler Yates. Chesterton wrote in his memoirs on this “Russian in military uniform”: “He was an aristocrat, a landowner, an officer of one of the brilliant regiments of the tsarist army – a man who belonged in all respects to the old regime. But there was something in him, without which it was impossible to become a Bolshevik, something that I noticed in all the Russians that I had to meet. I will only say that when he went out at the door, it seemed to me that he could quite have retired and through the window. He is not a communist, but a utopian, and his utopia is much more insane than any communism. His practical suggestion was that only poets should be allowed to rule the world. I was flattered by his courtesy when he appointed me, as a fellow poet, the absolute and autocratic ruler of England. Similarly, d’Annunzio was elevated to Italian, and Anatole France to the French throne. “