This summer: Svetochka and I have a new Russian Village Home…

Literally across the street from Sveta’s mothers home is our new home. We were given the opportunity to receive this home as a gift for being a very good friend to the owner who had died almost two years ago. Still costing us money to get all the paper work done and fees and taxes and whatnot, but it is ours. The big issue we have is that the original owners never registered the land….just the home!

Nicolai’s place (RIP Nicolai)

Therefore, costs of just getting everything legal and correct will be almost more than what we have to spend. We even have to pay for survey of the property to get the land legal. The wife of Nicolai who is giving the home to us, has given Sveta full power of attorney and is helping all she can. She tried to get it all done in the past and it overwhelmed her then. But now Svetochka is on the job and one thing Sveta has is patience…

This is Sveta’s mothers home (below) and you know about this village home from years of articles with Boza, Svetochka and I living there…

So we have two homes to work on. We hope to get Babushka to come and stay the summer and since we have a little grandkid monkey and another on its way! (Yes, Sveta’s son soon to be daddy again!) The usage of the Tiny Russian Village homes is assured to be more active in the future years to come. I suspect that Pro-Babushka (Great Grandma) will want to come and stay a few weeks, at least while, the great grandkids are running the village…

So this summer is vital that we get both homes in tip top shape…

Next summer (2020) should be play time for Sveta’s number one grandkid…

They want three or four kids….hmm…

WtR

PS:

I stopped today and thought about something…

Coming to Russia was the hardest thing I ever did….but….it turned out after all, the best thing I ever did in my life for myself. My life was spent always doing what others wanted. From the government to family. Sveta opened the door and I made a decision and never regretted that decision…

Sveta is the sweetest girl in the world, Vova is the best buddy a guy can have, Nicolai (who has died) became the father I never really had and the Russian culture has embraced me and taught me about life again. Why I even learned a bunch about life from Boza our Russian Doggy…

Anyone who has followed this blog, knows that I have a very full life here in Russia. It is never dull, never terrible and most always an adventure of a lifetime…

It struck me today: Nicolai adopted me in the last few years of his life and him and I had some good times traveling weekly and shopping for things at the Big Village. He tried to show me things to make life better and life easier in the Tiny Russian Village…

Sad though, that he is gone: I mentioned once that death comes in three’s: We lost Boris, Nicolai and Boza (Our Doggy) and they were all very special. all in the same year and very very important friends to me… RIP you all…

kKEETON @ Windows to Russia…

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