Russian Village Intellection…

Sveta and I talked and it looks like I will be staying in the Russian village until the end of September. Then we will take our yearly trip to Tunisia and enjoy a few weeks of leisure. Then back to Moscow, Russia and settle in for the winter. It will take me probably two years (Actually three, the way I work!) to get the village home in the shape that is needed to allow people to live comfortably all year around. That time frame to leave from here this year, puts me at around 5 months living in the village and it has been wonderful for my health…

It looks like Sveta and her mom might take a trip to the Crimea or secondary to Sochi and spend a few weeks letting her mother get some sea water waves and sea air. There also is some other family affairs that are going to happen and I and Boza will stay out of the way. So the best place for Boza and I is in the village…

Next year I will come to the village at the beginning of April, after spending the winter accumulating the supplies to work on the village home and stay until September again. Sveta and I are trying to figure out how to stay in Moscow three months, Tunisia three months and the Russian village six months. Actually technically, Kyle would like to live in the village full time, but others are involved and I must bow to the masses… 🙂

Well I am limping Sammy the Volga along until I can figure out how to fix her. I have tore up a lower control arm shaft in the front drivers side and while I am able to drive her, it will tear the tire up very quick. I was too rough on her and she is paying me back. I will see when I can get the parts and see if I have the tools to do the job? Otherwise we have to search for that rare bird in Russia, an auto mechanic, because everyone does his own work 90% of the time…

I am going to town on Friday and I will try to pick up the parts to fix her then and any tools that I need. Then I will see what I can do. The issue is that it is going to be hot next week and I have to be careful. Therefore, I will stock up on lots of food and work at a snails pace to fix the car. I also have a carburetor to install and some other parts to boot… (Looks like once a week trip to town will be the norm now!)

Then before I drive back to Moscow, I will get two tires for the front of the car and I have been studying how to align a Volga front end by string / tape measure method, so that she does not eat tires as I tool on down the road…

IMG00334-20140617-1959The photo above is my connection with the outside world and it just plain works, (Notice the fine details and workmanship? This is a very delicate device and soon I expect  to receive signals from Mars and such!) I have; Last Result: Download Speed: 3517 kbps (439.6 KB/sec transfer rate) Upload Speed: 1076 kbps (134.5 KB/sec transfer rate) Latency: 88 ms on 10 July 2014 10:13:05. It is almost as fast as what I have in Moscow, Russia and is very sufficient for what I need to do out here in the Russian Village…

That lean to that you see behind the house is full of (bless their pea pickin’ little hearts) tons of rotting wood. Wood that Sveta and her family hid from sight and is now getting ready to tear the back of the house down. Everything is crumbling… (bless their pea pickin’ little hearts, as the mice and insects love what they have done…) Yes a future job for me to deal with and soon…

hot-cup-of-coffeeLast night I easily was able to receive a 40 meg file from Sveta out of her cloud storage and now I have the complete manual to rebuild anything on our Volga. I do all my work on line over this connection and find it sufficient for everything, even if I wanted to down load movies and such, but I have limited data (15 gigs a month), so I do not do such things (as download the latest Hollywood movie,) here in the village. The internet is very stable and I am sure that Megaphone is curious at who is using all this data, way out in the middle of nowhere…

“Just me!” Said the little birdy!

Post by Kyle Keeton
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A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is a true Russian Sweet Pea of a girl and she puts up with this bear of a guy and keeps him in line. Thank God for my Sweet Pea and Russia.