it was one of my dreams come true. 11pm on a Thursday night, driving to Uncle Yuri's home from the train station - I saw the Northern Lights. Live, in person - it was amazing. We stopped the car, got out, and stared at the pink, purple, and blue dancing across the sky and reflecting off the mountains. I was in awe.
The temperature was about -27 c (I'm too tired tonight to look up how much that'd be in farenheit, but not balmy), and we stood by the side of the road and watched the amazing scene I'd dreamed of seeing for years.
After everyone but me got cold (that's right, I'm always the last one to realize it's cold outside, or hot, or too windy, or too anything, really...), we piled back in the car and continued 'home' to where we'd be living for 24 days.
Upon our arrival (about 20 to midnight), we had dinner. Which was nice, 'cause I, in my utter wisdom only bought 'bum food' (Russian top ramen) to bring with me on the train, and Shawna and I had both gotten sick of it by the last day traveling, so we were hungry, and tired.
After dinner, we crashed and slept hard - it was so crazy being back in Uncle Yuri's house, with his grand-daughter and wife - it was like nothing had changed since last year. Not even the crooked picture on the wall - to that day nobody had straightened it!
Kirovsk is a beautiful city. Here's a few shots:
(apparently the owner of this car walks to work these days...)
Shawna the olympiad!!!! (this is the apartment building Uncle Yuri lives in; he lives on 'Olympic Street', which is really a pretty cool name, if you ask me...)
A Sasha sandwich (say that 1o times fast!) -
me with Sasha, and her best friend, Sasha
1 comment:
So what I'm wondering......did you straighten the picture?
Deep, I know.
;o)
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