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Winter snapshots

It's been a cozy winter this year, thanks to snow, ice, and the awesomeness of fuzzy pajamas. There have been many weekends at home.

When the weather is good, it's time to get outside. Walk until something interesting appears or rent a car and use Google to explore.

Fall snapshots

I haven't done one of these posts since last September- here's the rest of 2016!

Pechersky Ascension Monastery

Until summer 2016, I think I'd never been inside an Orthodox church. There were tons of beautiful churches in Ukraine, but it always made me nervous to think of going into them. Plus, there was always the added step of finding a headscarf / long skirt, so I just avoided them.

Last summer, it finally happened in Russia. During a weekend in Kazan, we went on a whirlwind tour of mosques + cathedrals, each stop requiring a new headscarf / long skirt. Before that, though, we warmed up to the idea with an afternoon excursion to Nizhny Novgorod's Pechersky Ascension Monastery. This was perhaps the first time I'd ever been in an Orthodox church... and you know what?, it actually went fine.

What makes me the most nervous about these churches are the Orthodox priests.

Seriously, how could you not be intimidated by these guys? They're a terrifying combo of badass + thug.

(Watch this video and this video.)

Once I taught pronunciation to a Catholic priest from Mexico. He would show up for our lessons in jeans and a fleece vest, drove a Jeep Cherokee, drank beer, and was really down to earth. Perhaps I put too much stock in internet memes, but Orthodox priests really, really intimidate me. I could never imagine one showing up for an English lesson in a Patagonia vest. Instead, this is what I see in my head when thinking of them (this meme was floating around during EuroMaidan)-

A Snowy State of Emergency

So, it started snowing last night.
Really, really snowing (for this city, at least.)

By morning, downtown looked like this-

Train stop.

The city was shut down. Even if you had wanted to get somewhere, it was almost impossible to go there. We passed a hill where 4 city buses were stuck in a row. Drivers sat inside the buses, keeping warm and waiting for help. Your best travel bet = a pair of skis, a bike, or braving the streets on foot.

10 (rediscovered) links about Ukraine

My computer has turned into a black hole for files, pictures, and bookmarks over the past few years. It's like an archaeological dig- bottom layers are full of Ukrainian odds and ends, covered over by the past few years of life in the US and short trips elsewhere.

Today, I dug down to the bottom and found some old things to share with you. Take this, for example-

These are people's personal garages. If you live in a big apartment block in Ukraine, you might need something like this to save your car from snow / be manly in / store homemade pickles and rusty hammers. These garages were built next to apartment buildings and often painted in bright colors.

Simple enough, right? Except... the garages have a reputation. Here's a cartoon from vk.com- Mom leans out the window, saying, "Don't go to the garages."

I don't know what really happens at the garages. We only lived in one place with garages, and they were always locked up and quiet. But according to Ukrainian photographer Anatoliy Babiychuk, garages are the original Man Caves for Ukrainian guys. From 2007-2014, he photographed The Garages of Chervonograd. He writes, "From the moment the garages were built, they began to be ‘misused’ by their owners/users, who transformed their original function to their own ends." I liked looking through Babiychuk's photos and finally getting to see what's inside these mysterious little squares. Have you ever been inside a Ukrainian garage?

Peacock Lane

Last year, I made a list of 80 things to try. Um, yeah, that turned out to be a little unrealistic... but this was the last thing I crossed off the list before the year ended.