On Sunday we biked to Monino (well, part of the way at least - then Zig and I took the train the rest of the way) to see all the airplanes. The first picture is the Ilya Muromets, live and in person!
Way back on Saturday we had a cookout at Yulia's community garden plot. Zig is digging in the dirt with a crowbar while Arsen tends the fire. When we opened the container of marinated pork Dima commented that it looked like the pig stepped on a landmine, so we dubbed it Afghan shashlyk. 
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