One of the great delights of my time here in Russia is sitting in on/assisting with private and group English lessons. Thought you might enjoy meeting some of “my” students. Of course, they aren’t really mine, they are the students of Nina Alexandrovna Kuznetsova, a highly respected teacher of English here in Samara for over 40 years. She wrote her own grammar book–published in 1991–and the print run was 50,000 copies! (I should be so fortunate someday.) Anyhow, over the years I’ve come to know several of her students pretty well and seen their great progress in communicating with me– from…
The Days of my (Russian) Life
My previous photo journal was so popular, I decided to add another. This one – a collage of the past few days (including a peek into the mundane aspects of living in a big Russian city.) So….first we must have clean clothes – right? The washing maching works GREAT, but no dryers in Russian homes, other than the au-natural variety my mother used for many year. Ah… memories of childhood. Hope you feel like you’ve been here, sort of. I’m off to a new adventure today … participating in private English lessons–one of my favorite activities here in Samara. The…
Another world … in a Russian village
Enjoy these photos from my time at the rehab center in the country Idyllic, yes. Rehab has its benefits.
Are you hungry?
Have you ventured over to my recipes page yet? If not, you are missing one of the great delights of Russian culture – THE FOOD! I am seriously addicted to Russian cuisine. When I get home, I keep cooking it until my cravings fade a bit and Ken’s patience has run out. But certain friends are happy to share a bowl of borsch or the newest Russian salad with me–and so, if you haven’t tried any of the recipes yet, why not today? You won’t be sorry! Let’s see some testimonials in the comment section, okay?
Rested and Rehabilitated
Oh, how I love the country lifestyle! Fresh air, peace and quiet, wholesome food, afternoon naps, and friendly folk. Jealous? Then plan to join me next year for my time in the village of Pestravka and the Salvation Rehab Center. I want to tell you all about it–but I left my camera at a friend’s house today and so my pictures are held hostage until we can connect again. I can just say that unlike last year when the Center had some, well, shall we say “tense moments,” this year was all smiles, joy, and a spirit of cooperation and…
