Also went hiking today, which involved an 820-icy stair climb. Shit. But at the top there’s a little restaurant thing, with Coca Cola, chocolate, and shashlik. So it’s all good.
I am so tired.
Also, look at this fluffy horse tied to a street sign. This is why I’m so in love with Almaty.
Today I went skating at this place, Medeo - the highest skating rink in the world, or so.
I am not the most graceful person you’ll meet. In fact, sometimes I just randomly fall out of chairs (that happened earlier this week, but in my defense they were weird chairs). Ice skating, I remembered today, is not necessarily my sport. I did, however, make it through the hour or two of skating without falling once.
I think, though, that I’ve gotten my quota of ice skating in for the next couple of years or so.
On the way home tonight I saw this lovely little stand just opposite the door.
This, after witnessing a stampede of streetside sellers earlier near the same spot. It makes me wonder how sheep heads lady would fare, should the police return for a second round. It would be a mess.
This is my favorite.
Having a gorgeous ginger americano at Coffeedelia in Almaty, Kazakhstan. I love this place. Look at these chairs. I feel like a little kid, even though I’m currently polishing up my CV.
Off to Green Bazaar this afternoon, and hopefully to see a man about an opera, at the National Opera and Ballet Theater. Man, how I’ve missed good opera (Detroit has a fantastic opera house, so I was spoiled, Astana’s is… not so nice).
Hope everyone is enjoying their day as much as I am!
The view from our balcony at the Turkestan Hotel. We’re at the foot of the Tian Shen mountains, and right across from the Зеленый базар, Green Bazaar.
The CVS clerk complimented the Library’s film program while ringing up my box of tampons. When I was looking at apartments so many people said to...
Gonna miss this guy while I’m gone.
Take another picture of me and I will pee on everything you love.
Winston in the morning light
{Old School.}
my dog tried so hard to get out the door and go to chemo with my parents this morning. now she keeps looking at me sadly.
My students come in at lunch time to read, play educational games, and watch documentaries about endangered animals.
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