Week Tree (Three)

me and my close friend from 1st and 2nd grade that I hadn't seen for 14 years!
watching foreign Georgian film with friend Yulichka, by french director Bubliani in a tiny theatre with about 30 chairs in it
Svetik and me gettin our tan on
sneaky
first (badass) bike ride through the forest!
Baba Luba at the Moscow metro
being little kids on the swings
from front to back, Yulichka(the one with the face that turned out huge), Sveta in back, then me and misha
misha's first toast (and taste) of russia. from left, Ira, Dyadya Vitaly, Baba Luba and Baba Baba Anya
stopping by the river ont he way home from the airport

on the Train to st. petersburg. 9 hours, 8pm to 6 am

At the "Toasty Friar" pub that had their own microbrewery!

In front of Neva River in St. Petersburghghgh

Hola Amigos, from the loins of St. Petersburg, here with Mike (Misha is his dubbed Russian name) Harper at an internet cafe. Here are some more updates in photographioses:

Da! Da! Da!

Privet amigos! Another new week it is! I've been on the metros, in the theatre, at the famer's market's, bribed passport ladies, eaten waay too much of everything, and seen lots of my relatives. It's been crazy hot, then crazy rainy here, the thunder makes you think you're IN a scary movie, and the lightning seems as if it's about to jump through your window. It's been a bit cooler laterly, but here is a bit of an update in the best way, Pictures! Miss y'all!

My uncle Kostya (at the movie theatre)

Dude, they have beer on tap in the movie theatre!

" Hen-cohk" fantabulous

This is mini Dasha. She's my Uncle Alyosha's 2 year old. It's weird to have 2 Dasha's being yelled at all day.

My crazy great uncle Dyadya Kolya (he raises goats and bees) p.s. he's not always this way. he's just making a silly face.

Um. His name is Boris, we gotvery close. But he left me as soon as he knew about my 2 illegitimate children. (Mandy and Duke)

(for those of you out of the loop those are our kitten kiddies. I miss dem.)

I had to.

Beer Hug! (Don't people usually just have weird dreams about stuff like this?) This is the beer I had with Kostya. Figured I'd take this picture with me, close to my heart.

The gang. The food was killah!(That's a technical russian term for killing a bear/holding victory over a huge lunch) or so i think. i drank 3 shots of vodka and 2 glasses of wine and didn't feel anything. I'm a Real Russian! It's in the bloood! Now I have to see what happens when I play chess.








Me toasting to Ira's Birthday/Baby/Family

watching the band Leningrad under the rain (they had 15 guys on stage, they're nuts) Black Lips and Devotchka played earlier

My first Russian ghetto tall can ("Zolotaya Bochka!") me, Sasha, Yulichka

At the Piknik Afisha (a music festival for crazy Moscowians, kind of like a baby coachella)
(I've gotta learn to do the flippy thing with the pictures) it's raining and silliness with sveta (on left) Yulya (Yulichka) and some random girl on the right, she was kind of smelly

Privet!

So, damn. I put the pictures up out of order, and don't know how to rotate them. Yaaaay. But anyway, that's not what's important! Here is a quick update, in pictures, of how my adventures have been in old mother Russia.

Find me!

My 3d cousin Ira's new bunnyroo, named Plyoosha (Like plush toy)

Taking silly pictures at a phone store

Now those are real pints. (That's Ira Kalchugina on the left)

Us laughing at our ridiculousness

Who the hell is that

Baba Lyuba playing on my mandolin

That's Baba Anya, and the front of our house in Domodedovo (My great grand parents built it from scratch)

Lovely, Lovely Domodedovo. (this is the garden )

Baba Anya and Moorzik, one of the giantest cat's I've ever seen.

This is my first meal in Russia. Well, in 6 years that is. From left is my cousin Ira (Pregnant 5 months!), her mom Galya, my Great Aunt Baba Anya and her sister Baba Luba

Hope Ah Meh Кa is treatin y'all well and i miss you guys already.

Dashaaaa