Dacha, bania, heat and snow

Sundatcha_1day night. I had just returned from France when my phone rang. The number was unknown, the voice was not. It was Yura’s, a friend I met obanian my trip to Lake Baikal. “Bratishka!”, he said to make sure I understood who he was. He was in Krasnoyarsk and proposed to repeat the experiment we had had at Lake Baikal: bania. “I’ll pick you up in twenty minutes.” My last round in Russia started on the hook! Continue reading