Every person who lives abroad sometimes has a question, if the life in the home country would be better, easier, and closer to your heart.
This might be a week or two when I am sick and tired and start looking for a one-way ticket to Russia. In order to support me, my mom sends me pictures, which became my very own “meanwhile in Russia” journal.
I was always very much impressed, how little Russians cared about the environment since 90s came into the play. However, that is one thing to leave the shit behind – and this is another thing to leave in the very shit you collect every day.
This is an example of mentality I could never understand.
Behind the car: “Vika, Happy Birthday”! and “Gulia, please forgive me!”
A very special sense of life’s humour.