Raining today in Korolyov or Korolev, Russia…

I gave you the two most common spellings for our city near Moscow. I have seen some other ways to spell it, but this covers 90% of how you should attempt to spell in in English letters. (Russian: Королёв, IPA: [kərɐˈlʲɵf])

And it is raining and raining and raining…


We have been thinking about what to do in the Tiny Russian Village. We are so excited about getting Nikolai’s Home….yet it is very sad that Nikolai died. It is a perfect definition of sweet and sour…

Can you believe? 10 years in our flat and Nikolai’s Home is ours…

That, we do not know where to start. So it looks like May 18th, we will take off for the village and start doing what we have to start doing. This weekend we need to go downtown Moscow and pick up a radiator for Sammy the Volga. I have limped along a very bad radiator for years now. We have found a brand new radiator for Sammy at only 2000 rubles, in the box. Time to get it…

I have to build a set of shackles for the rear springs on Sammy, I have to install a radiator, we have to clean up the yards of two homes, we have to start fencing with new fence posts on Sveta’s mothers place first and we have to move all of my stuff from one home to the other…

Nikolai’s Home is just across the road from Sveta’s mom’s place. We have inherited (lots of) yellow plums and purple plum trees. So we have pears and apples in one home and lots of plums in the other. Sveta said, “We will learn to preserve plums for the winter!”

That is a good girl and I will not tell her that I know how to do such things. We will learn together…

Vova called and is kinda unhappy that I am not in the Tiny Russian Village yet. He misses me…


So village time is coming. Yet, I have been very busy at home in Korolyov. I rehabbed the balcony…

Was nasty dirty and not usable these last few years. It is exposed to the outside and I was lazy…

Rehabbed the bathrooms as I call them, a toilet room and a tub room…

Left door is toilet and right is tub/sink…

Sveta thinks I am a hero and who am I to argue with my sweetie!


This is the Tiny Russian Village called Kammuna to the locals, Sunrise to freedom for me and Zarya Svobody for the rest… (Zarya; lit. Red Sky Glow, Aurora, Sunrise and Svobody ( in Cyrillic: свобода), or svoboda means freedom ) – Thus, Sunrise to Freedom…

We are ready to see the Tiny Russian Village…

WtR

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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.