For all the time I’ve spent in Moscow, I saw something tonight I haven’t seen before – in an aggregate of 6 and a half months. That thing? The moon. Seriously, tonight was the first clear, moonlit night I’ve experienced in Moscow, which is a testament to my bad timing vis a vis bad weather. This time of year, clear is in VERY short supply.
Of course, with clear comes cold, and the temps dipped solidly (i.e. like ice) below freezing tonight, a point I couldn’t help noticing when I was out walking on the boulevard. Interesting thing: for the first time in a long time, and certainly for the first time since I’ve been back, my achy hip did not hurt. I gave it some thought and came to understand why.
It was numb.
Good times, Mother Russia, good times.
More later, -jv