When you are invited to meet with students in a small settlement in the taiga, 160 kilometers from Kirov, neither the long road nor the fact that you have to cross by boat (because the bridge connecting the settlement to the mainland was washed away after the ice drift) stops you.You may not believe me, but the trip to Podrezchikha turned out to be very important for me. I learned that Ekaterina was born in this settlement and graduated from the school where we had a wonderful meeting.Among the many questions, there was one completely childlike question that I will remember for a long time because of its sincere spontaneity. I’m used to all kinds of questions, but this one was: “Did you want to be a princess?” Something from a distant childhood that was taken away from me, as from many others, by the war, forcing us to grow up quickly. All these years people have asked me how I live during the war, whether I’m afraid to die… but only here they asked me about something so sweet, serene, bright and… peaceful?Thank you for the return to childhood! Thank you for the toy, the basket of jam, and the notebook with pens! They came in very handy on the road And the bouquet is still standing in the vase.After the meeting, we were given a tour of the wonderful school, and then we walked a little along the edge of the taiga. We didn’t meet any bears, of course, but we collected pine cones and moss. Yes, that’s also a treasure Then we rushed to Kirov to catch the train and return to Moscow before the start of my internship. On the way to Kirov, watching the landscapes flash by, I thought about the guys I had spoken with. Once again I became convinced that people in Russia are very welcoming, friendly, and courageous.Yes, that’s true — in the school where the meeting took place, there is a stand with the names of heroes who graduated from this school and later died in the Special Military Operation (SVO). Heroes who gave their lives for a peaceful sky overhead exist not only in big cities, but also in small settlements like Podrezchikha.Once again, thank you to Katya and her parents. The rug is just wonderful.
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I've never written reviews about hotels — it seemed to me that there were specially trained people for this. Especially since I don't even know how to do it) But it's never too late, as they say)
This time we stayed at the Vyatka Hotel, and the first question to the organizer of my trip, Katerina, was: "Does Faina mind if we take her photo at the hotel?"
And, you know, I wanted to say thank you. For the attitude of Vyatka employees towards my mother and me, for the smiles at the reception. In the end, for a nice signed postcard and a chocolate bar. Yes, I even had a photo of this sweet little treasure on my phone, the joy of which I shared with my family) I'm revealing a secret: my heart melts with chocolate. It probably seems like a small thing to many, but it seemed very important to me. People often take the smile of the salesman or the hotel staff for granted, and everywhere they praise bloggers and influencers (admittedly, I don't understand who they are or what they do) or any useless comrades who are not remembered for anything except flashing on the pages of online publications.
But I would like to say thank you to ordinary people who do their job well) And thank you especially for the
This time we stayed at the Vyatka Hotel, and the first question to the organizer of my trip, Katerina, was: "Does Faina mind if we take her photo at the hotel?"
And, you know, I wanted to say thank you. For the attitude of Vyatka employees towards my mother and me, for the smiles at the reception. In the end, for a nice signed postcard and a chocolate bar. Yes, I even had a photo of this sweet little treasure on my phone, the joy of which I shared with my family) I'm revealing a secret: my heart melts with chocolate. It probably seems like a small thing to many, but it seemed very important to me. People often take the smile of the salesman or the hotel staff for granted, and everywhere they praise bloggers and influencers (admittedly, I don't understand who they are or what they do) or any useless comrades who are not remembered for anything except flashing on the pages of online publications.
But I would like to say thank you to ordinary people who do their job well) And thank you especially for the