Last Monday, we got together to celebrate Ivana Kupala. This holiday is celebrated in the villages with plays, songs, bonfires and the such. Village celebrations range from extraodinary to ... well, not. Sasha swore up and down that the celebration in Alona's village was "something special" so we piled into Kolya's car and drove the 20 miles to get there. And indeed, there was "something" awaiting us: Four grandmothers singing outside the disco tech. No costumes. No acting. No bonfire. No place to even sit down. We made the most of it though, by eating dinner on the trunk of Kolya's car. Thanks for the memories, Sash.
A couple days after celebrating Ivana Kupala, the six of us got together in the early evening to drink some beers. Yulia and Kolya brought their son, Maxim. He's 13 months old and a little cutie.
Over the weekend, we all got together again, this time at Sasha & Alona's house for a spontaneous shashleek. Oksana, Vitya and Alosha joined us as well.
On Monday, the usual suspects met up once more, this time for a stroll around town. As we were out and about, Kolya gave us an impromptu tour of his family's latest development. It's a five story apartment building located in the center of town. We climbed up to the fifth floor and had ourselves a look around. (Don't worry dad, we were careful.)
The bosom buddies posed on the fifth floor. Behind them is a government building & the tips of Bar's two largest churches.
Do note the ominous sky...
The boys of course, spent a lot of time trying to out-joke each other...
But the jokes were cut short because it started to rain. That sky wasn't messing around. After the rains blew through, it made our afternoon walk a bit more challenging. Below is the main road to the bazaar.
Have I sufficiently mentioned that it's been raining here like nobody's business?!?! Here's hoping that it lets up soon...
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