Not much to add today – we spent Friday walking around Tomsk, enjoying the fabulous weather and great architecture. We’re loving this place, which certainly appears to be well off the beaten track; we’re not seeing any non-Russian tourists here.
I did take a break for a bit to lie in a park and read my biography of Stalin, which somehow just seems appropriate for Siberia. And we fantasized for a while about coming back for a month (sometime in the summer!) so Mark could brush up on his Russian more systematically. Absent anything interesting to say, here are some pictures from Tomsk.
More great wooden homes
And windows
Peacock house
A lot of churches in Tomsk
Birch forest surrounding a WWII monument
Finally, one of the highlights of the day was watching a guy seeming to play around with some parachute-like thing, and then watching him walk off a cliff in back of the WWI monument – and soar. What was weird is that he could fly wherever he liked, in any direction, at any elevation, back and forth and up and down. Given his ability to do that, why do we walk?
Preparing…
And flying