Fly High

Last Sunday we've been to the renovated Tsaritsino (well, it's still being constructed and the work hasn't been finished yet). Many new exciting features have appeared, all buildings and museums have been renewed. Nice bridges, paths between old trees, lots of flowers, birds on the lakeside, sports ground and enough benches to sit make this park a wonderful place to rest for everyone. Everything looks very neat, clean and new. I wonder why they don't hire out boats as before, it would be popular among visitors and make a profit. And still there are no places to have a snack, but that makes the atmosphere more quiet. Fortunately or not, but it's all a question of time.
As usually we've made some photos.
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...Horse's clatter makes me open the window and look out. A girl on a beautiful white horse is moving slowly down the empty street. I feel a wave of fresh air, which rushes into my nostrils... When I come back with my eyeglasses this nice pair drops out of sight but leaving a dull and ceasing sound.
For a thousandth time I look over the shining city. Every upcoming day is unique, but the city saves its imperishable beauty keeping over 860 years if its hisory, remembering wars, revolutions, reformations, rulers and conquerors...
Then a light smell of hot chocolate from the kitchen table takes me back from my thoughts.

I wonder what feels my father while looking out of the window and smoking in the late evening. Most likely something less romantic.

I'm here again. After all these attempts to to get fixed up in a temporary job for summertime. The first one was not very successful, though working in the German School of Business seemed to be quite comfortable. After 2 days of my working they announced they wouldn't take me without a pension card. So I got my money for the work I've done and went on searching. I nearly gave it up when they suddenly called me from an internet shop of buisness books. So I was given the same job as before - keeping the database (plus some office tasks). But the others still keep calling and offering me work. Is there something special in my CV?
Now I calmed down a bit about the occupation. I never wanted to work as a courier, waitress or an operator in a call-centre (speaking to all these boors or insane grannys), so some office job is just the right thing. I'm being tired enough the last days, but a cat in gloves cathes no mice. And the idea of earning my own money has stuck in my mind completely.



At my spare time (apperaring between the work searches) we managed to visit Beach №3 in Serebryanyi Bor (I'm not sure that these names are to be translated, but then this will sound like "Silver forest" :D ). It's the cheapest one - the entry costs just 50 roubles, while a ticket to Beach №2 is 100; and I have no information about the №1. The water is surely too polluted to swim, but warm sand on the shores of the Moscow river, nice music, sunny weather and comfortable open-air cafes make the rest really heavenly. So if you are still in the city these summer days, don't miss the opportunity to be absorbed in this relaxing atmosphere.