This year I've finally had a chance to see what Christmas Moscow looked like. You might think that living in Europe must've made me immune to holiday spirit, with Xmas markets starting in October, mulled wine on every corner and trdlo all year round. Well, let me tell you something... I was born and grew up in the middle of Russia, where winter means "COLD" and "SH*T LOADS OF SNOW" for 7 months straight. When I've moved to Prague, I was fairly surprised: it was COLD, no doubt about that, but snow was gone. And with snow never present holiday cheers never worked for me. I tried real hard to bring it back, but when the grass stays green through the winter and the only snow you can get is the plastic one from "All-for-10-Crown" store, it's hopeless.
So three weeks in Russia was magical: it was snowing on it's own, rinks were all over the cities and stayed icy on it's own, ICICLES... It was as winter-y as it can get and I am grateful!
I also went ice skating at Gorky Park @parkgorkogo and fell in love with this place. I even drew a girl that would skate around me gracefully and amaze me. I myself am a disaster on ice, so it's truly a Christmas miracle that my fingers stayed intact.
What's your winter like? Tell me in the comments below:)