The trains of Kazakhstan.
Just finished editing my photos from last week’s trip to Bishkek. These are a group of photos I took in the neighborhood of the house that I stayed in, Crocus Guest House (look it up if ever in Kyrgyzstan, Zolya is the absolute best).
Editing photos from my travels in Almaty as well, so I’ll post those sometime later this week. Sad to be back in cold, boring Astana, but spring’s in the air so it’s not so bad. And I’m still technically on vacation til next Monday. Yessss.
Just discovered where all of the Bishkek hipsters hang out: Sierra Coffee, on Manas Ave. Bonus: tons of food for less than 10 USD. Awesome.
Also, look how well I fit in.
Woke up to roosters this morning. I love Kyrgyzstan.
Our guesthouse is run by the loveliest Russian woman called Zolya, who mixes English, Russian and German as she speaks.
This is the morning view from the room- the chickens are there, but hiding behind a fence.
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.
Today was the first time in Russian banya. I think I might go and live there.
I so enjoy warm saunas mixed with cold dips in the cooling pool, especially on a wet, miserable day like today.
And followed by mixed salad for dinner! And whiskey! And now red wine! Too good.
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.
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.
one of our branches was weeding the children's section, and they were going to get rid of one the rattier copies of my favourite Bruce Coville book....
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.
Alright. I'm gonna brag here...
My students come in at lunch time to read, play educational games, and watch documentaries about endangered animals.