A Volga little town

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September 26th 2011
Published: September 27th 2011
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Bleary-eyed we climbed out of the carriage, down the steps and onto the one lonely platform at Uglich's station. The train we had arrived on stood motionless on the rails, its engines finally silent after a nine-hour chug through the night. The thinnest sliver of a crescent moon hung a few inches above it, lending a purplish light to the just-visible clouds that rippled away in all directions.... Read Full Entry

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27th September 2011

Beautiful writing - funny and painful by turns - and exquisite photos. Uglich does not seem to live up to its name!
28th September 2011

Excellent writing
Beer in plastic bottles is just wrong. Even more so in large plastic bottles. I liked the topics of conversation of the drunks and the babushki. But what was it with that waitress? Was it her disbelief at a foreigner speaking Russian that caused her not to understand you? But why would she laugh like that? The blatant rudeness of some Russians just keeps on puzzling me...
28th September 2011

7th Sweat?
first time I heard of this. And a bride fair? Gosh, those ladies left behind after all others were chosen must have felt really bad, 7th sweat or not! You're a superb storyteller, Ed. Really. And have I told you I'm really impressed about your photography lately? What cam are u using now?

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