In Russia it is said that chickens are milked, and cows carry eggs. (A mockery of those who believe ridiculous rumors.)

Time to think about getting back to village…

coffeebear tooI sometimes feel that Svetochka wishes I would not go to the Tiny Russian Village. Then many times I know she wants me to. I am deteriorating in Moscow. My feet are hurting, my arthritis is out of hand and my ability to walk has been cut in half. I also run a fever from arthritis that I do not deal with in the village. Yesterday I ran a 38.5 temperature. That is 101.3 for Americans. I do not run this temperature in the village. I hurt from arthritis, but I do not suffer like in Moscow…

It is a strange phenomenon, but it is real and I have written about this issue several times. I can walk for hours in the village, but I am down to short walks in Moscow, all due to pain. The difference in conditions is a big deal to me. My body talks to me as I try to survive in Moscow Russia, as my body remembers the village, it rebels…

I love Moscow, but Moscow seems to not love me at times…

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samsung-s5620-monteTherefore, Svetochka and I need to make a few trips to some big shopping areas and stock up on food and stuff. Sveta already got our seed potatoes and I need to get them planted. I have all my seeds necessary for all the other plants and maybe we need to get a few tomato plants to see how they do…

I am waiting for a reconditioned cellphone to arrive; Samsung S5620 Monte: I ordered it from Aliexpress (dirt cheap) and it has a great camera and fantastic GPS system. I need the GPS for walking in the woods and not get lost. The camera will allow me to record my escapades and not have to carry extra items as I walk with Boza…

It has been reconditioned and I know from past experiences that it is a good phone. We will see, for I am a phone killer and can match the best of them at any given time… 😉

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Thus today I will walk the dog again and take a nap. I am running a 37.4 fever right now and also have developed a sore throat. Normal for me in Moscow. The weather is simply terrible and my arthritis is on a rampage. I most likely need to take another round of steroid shots, a series of shots I give myself to help my arthritis and it does help. It has been a few years now and I can feel the need to do it again. It is really no fun, yet it does help…

Ouch darn needles…

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Vova, from the village has been calling and begging Svetochka not to keep me in Moscow. He wants me to come back home to the village. Nice to be missed! I am missed when I am in the village and missed when I am in Moscow. Sveta counts the most though, but Sveta is also seeing that my fever has come back and walking has become a chore…

Time to get back to the village…

WtR

About the author

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 Russian and she puts up with this bear of a man and keeps him in line...

Thank God for my sweetie and Russia...

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