Merry Christmas
I wish every reader of this blog a very merry Christmas.

Especially for my Russian readers and friends, with many thanks to Lena, here is a rhyme I learned:

У ПОПА БЫЛА СОБАКА,
ОН ЕЕ ЛЮБИЛ.
ОНА СЪЕЛА КУСОК МЯСА-
ОН ЕЕ УБИЛ,
В ЗЕМЛЮ ЗАКОПАЛ,
НАДПИСЬ НАПИСАЛ, ЧТО:
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Kiev to Lviv
After visiting the beautiful Crimea, I took the night train back to Kiev, where I spent a few more days writing and hanging out with very kind Ukraineans. My plan was to go hitchhiking to the Netherlands to celebrate Christmas with my family. Since I had good experiences fetching a ride up north, I thought ...
Murmansk. Alyosha.
I waited my five days in three different places, with three totally different kinds of people, who were all so kind. The last two nights I stayed at Evelyn's, a member of couchsurfing and a German who teaches Russian in Norwegian (!). So I enjoyed a conversation about linguistics, history, politics, which nourished my mind ...