Wednesday, August 31, 2011

The Best Day of My Summer

Ate French toast with friends (only after beating the cinnamon sticks with a end of a rolling pin to get "ground" cinnamon...but hey, at least the had cinnamon in Ak Dovurak!)

Packed up the van and head to Tuva's western mountain pass
Drove in the Sayan Mountains for an hour and a half
Stopped at the pass and climbed a hill that looks out over a beautiful valley (there wasn't even much wind! They say you usually can't even stand up straight when you get out of your car there because of the wind)Drove back into the Taiga (forest) to have a picnic before collecting pine-cones

Found tons of wild blueberries!

Enjoyed bologna sandwiches and homemade chocolate chip cookiesPicked two 1-gal jars of blueberriesCollected a gunny-sack full of pine-conesFinished just before getting rained onDrove back to the Alash River and set up a camp fire (it only rained while we were in the car :) )
Roasted and ate pine-nuts AND S'MORES (using marshmallows I got in a package from the US)Headed back home where we ended the night with some Dutch Blitz (AND I won :) )

All in all it was one of those days when its easy to praise the Lord for His creation, goodness and love!

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Life on Gorky Street

My new address is Gorky Street 32 apt. 17
The street is named after the Russian writer, Maxim Gorky who supported the Russian revolution and wrote of it often in his works like in his novel, "Mother". Nearly every Russian city has a Gorky Street (along with Karl Marx St., Lenin St., Red Army St., etc.)Now that I shared that tiny bit of history I now switch to topics of less worth, and much more characteristic for "Vanessa's Ventures": roaches, a cracked toilet, and tinfoil window shades.

I have been blessed with a studio apartment near the university (a 10 minute walk) and not far from American friends (a 25 min walk and even shorter bus ride). It’s the first time for me to rent an apartment here in Russia by myself. I have lived here by myself for 2 weeks and with a roommate for 3 weeks (a friend that needs a place to stay while her house is getting indoor plumbing).

Like most things in life, there are pluses and minuses to renting "my own" place:

+'s

Space to unpack and make “my own”

Being able to clean the place like I want to

Inviting guests and practicing hospitality

Within walking distance of nearly everywhere I need to go

Quiet neighbors

Normal, reasonable landlords

Fresh milk and curds are sold right outside my door (how many of you can say that?!)

Comfortable couch/bed

Open layout that makes having guests easier

Working fridge and decent cabinet space

-'s

Cockroaches (who have since been defeated – thanks to poison and prayer)

On a street corner where there’s more noise and dust than what I’m used to

An ancient soviet toilet with unattached plastic toilet seat and multiple cracks that cause me to frequently mop my floor

Concrete building on the fifth floor with west facing windows = 80+ degrees F

Gas oven that seems impossible to use

No washing machine

But even with these minuses – God has helped me to adapt and blessed me with things like friends who let me do laundry at their house and use their oven to bake cookies (thanks Lucas and Jamie!) I haven’t seen a roach for 3 weeks after lacing the place with a yellow “miracle gel”. I found some thermal-blankets at a camping store and put them up behind the curtains to alleviate the heat (though, my landlords and other guests have looked at them wondering if it's normal for American's to put tinfoil on their windows). A fan has also helped with the heat, my roommate says spraying yourself with water helps too…but because I’m already wet from sweat I don’t see a need to spray myself…Russians don’t seem to sweat as much, perhaps its because they don’t drink very much water). And as of today, my landlords bought a new toilet (with an attachable toilet seat!!) It’s still sitting in the box, but is supposed to be installed on Monday.

I am blessed to have such a nice place to live, and pray I will be able to bless others with this space. I have already had several guests and even had a "taco night" with some Dutch Blitz for classmates from China and South Korea.

At first I was reluctant to invite my friend to come live with me – wanting “my space” – but she has been a blessing to me. Sure we have plenty of differences and the “ideal” open layout makes the bathroom the only place of privacy, but this sister prays with me and gives me constant Russian practice. She also helps cook and provides company around the dinner table.

I’m sure I will have more stories to share from Gorky Street, so until next time!

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Some Random Pictures

Birthday cake
Krasnoyarsk State Pedagogical University where I study
Kids' program at church on Easter Sunday
Uncle Lenin
Lena my roommate

Some Random Thoughts

Why does the ruble have to keep going up and the keep dollar going down? Oh, yeah. It’s this thing they call “gas”…

Been here 2 months, you’d think I’d have a routine or some consistency…maybe someday I’ll come to grips with the Russian reality that consistency is impossible.

Like the flexibility of the language program I’m in… too bad it’s not the most consistent and challenging.

I love randomness of Russian life – having a drunk, beat-up assembly man show up to assemble my desk and proving he is a break dancer by doing a back-flip in my living room OR while running an errand, seeing a naked guy standing in the snow, or reading “words” on written with Latin letters that really aren’t words

My roommate is an awesome match for me, it’s a bummer that she and her mom just sold the apartment we live in and are moving to a smaller, studio apartment with no indoor plumbing.

Wish I had a better internet connection and that there wasn’t a 14 hour time difference between here and WY…it makes me feel pretty far removed…almost like I live in Siberia or something…

I love hanging out with friends…too bad you can’t get a visa just to hang out with people

Good thing God knows what I should do with my time and what I should do to extend my visa and keep living here…now, for Him to let me know…

Some days I just want to throw my hands up and plead insanity

I have to admit, even with all my worries, I wouldn’t change this life God has given me.