Strolling towards the school noticed people relaxing in the park.  The older Russians are in that very intense generation which lives through major social and political upheaval.  Every society on earth, every culture, in all history has or will go through it.  Nobody is exempt and I think it is very difficult.  These ladies might be part of the group that longs for the days of the Soviet regime when there was at least order and a sense of more direction for youth.  I love the new Russia.  I am not sure they do.

I like these water bottle refilling stations.  Water is very cheap.

The "alley" they call it that I walk to school.  Glorious springtime in Perm.

Cool little market place to buy cool little stuff.

This is the bulletin board outside of my classroom.  It occurred to me today that I don't have any clue what even one single piece of paper hanging there has to say.  Maybe there is a college dance tonight that I don't know about.