I loved Moscow. Loved it. Loved the people. Loved the challenge. Loved the food. (Well, the drink.) (Well, the vodka.) Did NOT love the weather. And I didn't realize until I got home how really vitamin D starved I'd become. Damn near had rickets, I think. And for the first couple of days back I couldn't get much work done because I simply, frequently, had to go out and gawk at the big yellow ball in the sky for long intervals.
Today being Wednesday, I was back at last to my favorite pastime (apart from all my other favorite pastimes): playing Slacker Wednesday ultimate frisbee at (Poison) Oak Grove Park in Pasadena, California. Whoo-ee! 75 degrees at game time. (That's 24 degrees to you Celsius types -- and yes, that feels GREAT in March.)
Just for fun, I brought out my Russian Militia hat. And my camera. The results, I suppose, speak for themselves.
I posed...
Let others pose...
... and even gave the hat some game time.
Not the intended use, I'm sure, and I may have some awkward questions to answer when I next darken Russia's doorstep. In the meantime, I'm happy to be romping in the Southern California Sun again. To paraphrase Joni Mitchell, "Don't it always seem to go, you don't know what you've got till it's gone. They paved paradise and put up a parking lot in Russia in winter."
More later, -jv
Nice to see you still playing my friend
Posted by: John Albret | April 08, 2009 at 04:00 AM