Father Lenin
Cows next to liman
Father Dimitri in church in Strelka
Around my street
winter in the village of Strelka
Protected nature reserve
The Middle of Strelka Village
vrijdag 21 december 2007
dinsdag 30 oktober 2007
sorry for beeing out of date
since the internet broke in the postoffice of the village where I live, Strelka, \
( and nobody except me is using it)
it is very hard to find working internet here, sorry
but life is still funny and a lot of crazy and stupid things happend
update coming soon,
Lijn
( and nobody except me is using it)
it is very hard to find working internet here, sorry
but life is still funny and a lot of crazy and stupid things happend
update coming soon,
Lijn
dinsdag 2 oktober 2007
Tale II: The wholly blessing of my pasport regristration ( 26/09/2007)
(all foreingners who stay in Russia longer as 3 days need to be regristrated in the town where their are living, which means a stamp on your regristrion card and some bureaucracy papers)
Because Im the niece of father Dimitri, everything is going much easier here. When we ( father Dimitri and I) entered the regristration office, we just passed the line of waiting people. When we where sitting in the regrestrationroom itself, all the people in the hall had to go out. Father Dimitri opend his suitcase, which I supposed was for his laptop, and came up with holly things where I dont really know the name from. He dressed up like a priest and blessed the walls with water, wrote a cross afther paiting with a pencil and finally blessed the people from the governement and me. The blessing made me quit, but still it was like one of the most strange experciens of my life ( and everything was fixed in 2 days:-)
лин из Рoccия!
(about my project I cant say a lot because until now it was going to the sea of Azov and eat watermelon)
Because Im the niece of father Dimitri, everything is going much easier here. When we ( father Dimitri and I) entered the regristration office, we just passed the line of waiting people. When we where sitting in the regrestrationroom itself, all the people in the hall had to go out. Father Dimitri opend his suitcase, which I supposed was for his laptop, and came up with holly things where I dont really know the name from. He dressed up like a priest and blessed the walls with water, wrote a cross afther paiting with a pencil and finally blessed the people from the governement and me. The blessing made me quit, but still it was like one of the most strange experciens of my life ( and everything was fixed in 2 days:-)
лин из Рoccия!
(about my project I cant say a lot because until now it was going to the sea of Azov and eat watermelon)
Tale I: Welcome to Russia
The first feeling going trough me in Russia where very good, wich I dint really aspect so early in the morning on the biggest airport of Russia. Everybody wanted to help me to get to the right airport to catch my plane to Samara (where the introduction camp from my host organisation would take place, Swallows, ICYE russia) and meanwhile I met some really nice people from Ufa and Novosibirsk. When Katia, from Swallows, and I where looking for the busstop in the neighbourhood from the airport, suddenly a man straight out of the movie "Life is Miracle" appeared to help us. Thank You!
The language-and-introduction-to-russia-camp took place in a former pionieers camp from USSR. Special atmosfere, but very good to have your first russian culture shock. And the other volunteers where just wonderfull to keep the spirit!
My project is situated between the Black sea and the Sea of Azov, where you have the nicest climate from whole Russia:-)! I travelled from Samara to Anapa by train with platzkart, the best way to understand something of the russian spirit ( and where you sleep less). On the trainstation of Anapa father Dimitri (Ortodox priest who is the leads my project) was waiting for me. He was young, dindnt look like a priest had a big jeep, 3 mobile phones and a wife. The big jeep is for his 3 childeren and his BBQ and fish stuff, I discoverd later.
Until the end of my project I will life in Strelka, with baboeska Ola and dedoeska Kolja who are feeding me wiht soup 3 times a day and has the best grapes ever growing around their house.
(very typical russian countryside house with gooses tomatoes, chickens,...)
The language-and-introduction-to-russia-camp took place in a former pionieers camp from USSR. Special atmosfere, but very good to have your first russian culture shock. And the other volunteers where just wonderfull to keep the spirit!
My project is situated between the Black sea and the Sea of Azov, where you have the nicest climate from whole Russia:-)! I travelled from Samara to Anapa by train with platzkart, the best way to understand something of the russian spirit ( and where you sleep less). On the trainstation of Anapa father Dimitri (Ortodox priest who is the leads my project) was waiting for me. He was young, dindnt look like a priest had a big jeep, 3 mobile phones and a wife. The big jeep is for his 3 childeren and his BBQ and fish stuff, I discoverd later.
Until the end of my project I will life in Strelka, with baboeska Ola and dedoeska Kolja who are feeding me wiht soup 3 times a day and has the best grapes ever growing around their house.
(very typical russian countryside house with gooses tomatoes, chickens,...)
maandag 13 augustus 2007
On the pavement of the russian embassy
On the pavement of the russian embassy, early in the morning, are coming the stories of life in russia trough you.
Mum, are this the angry man you spoke about? asked a little boy. A silence followed although the brigands with the sunglasses where very friendly today. I also get to know the newst fashion trends, espacilly the one for men got my attention. Black shoes with uprising tips, what is waiting for my in Taman ?
Mum, are this the angry man you spoke about? asked a little boy. A silence followed although the brigands with the sunglasses where very friendly today. I also get to know the newst fashion trends, espacilly the one for men got my attention. Black shoes with uprising tips, what is waiting for my in Taman ?
zaterdag 23 juni 2007
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