It really is quite remarkable to me that it's possible to maintain a city of 5 million in such circumstances, yet it's also somehow enchanting. I'm finally getting around to read Преступление и Наказание (Crime and Punishment) and Dostoevsky's St. Petersburg is in many ways alive to this day.
Here's a snapshot I took while strolling downtown at dusk. There was a thin layer of ice on the Fontanka which was remarkably reflective.
There's not a whole lot to report otherwise; life is plugging along. I'm coming home for the holidays on December 13th and very much looking forward to it -- I haven't ever missed a Christmas with the family, and I'm not interested in breaking that tradition anytime soon.Jono
2 comments:
Wow! gorgeous photo -- Dad swears it's the building we stayed in, but I don't see any horses on the bridge. Which bridge is it?
I'm counting the days! And planning meals! You're gonna get hugged -- a lot....!!
Glad you're coming state-side for the holidays Jon. I only missed one x-mas while I lived in Colorado, it's a good habit to have. Jody and I would be interested to hear about what types of "serious" things you have been up to. Whatever "serious" means.
Hugs to the fam,
Ben
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