Zaglyadino
Last Week on the Road
My Epic Journey So Far
Today’s Weather Report
Day 324 on the road, and I’m in Zaglyadino. It’s a brisk 7.1°C, feels like 4.3°C. The kind of day that chills a gnome’s beard! Overcast clouds are hanging about like the grumpy old men at the pub. Humidity’s at 80%, turning my travel-worn hat into a soggy mushroom. The wind is blowing at 4.27 m/s, just enough to make my fishing rod double as a wind vane. Ah, the joys of being a traveling gnome, forever at the mercy of Mother Nature’s whims. But hey, at least it’s not raining frogs!
From Russia with Gnome!
After a hearty goodbye to the charming town of Derzhavino, I embarked on a 45.3-kilometer journey towards Zaglyadino. I must say, my short legs had quite the workout!
The most interesting observation from my journey was the local’s deep-rooted love for their land. As I walked through the vast, open fields between the two towns, I noticed a small, weathered sign in the middle of nowhere. The sign read, “Земля – это наше сердце,” which translates to “The land is our heart.” It was a simple yet profound statement that truly touched this little gnome’s heart.
I’ve now been on the road for 323 days, covered 9540.9 kilometers, and have recently stopped in Borskoe, Mogutovo, Derzhavino, and now, Zaglyadino.
A wise Russian proverb says, “Не ошибается тот, кто ничего не делает.” It means, “He who does nothing, makes no mistakes.” But where’s the fun in that, eh? The thrill of the journey lies in the surprises, the unexpected turns, and yes, even the occasional tumble.
As I walk, I often find myself humming an old Russian folk song – “Калинка”. The melody, much like the rhythm of my journey, is a mix of slow, thoughtful notes and fast, lively beats.
So, here’s to many more kilometers, many more towns, and many more heart-touching moments. До свидания! That’s “Goodbye” in Russian.
Stay tuned for more adventures from your favorite grumpy, philosophical gnome, Oliver!
Wandering Zaglyadino’s Streets
Gnome’s Petite Palette Ponderings
Painted en plein air while taking in the sights of Zaglyadino.
— Oliver the Gnome, aspiring artist
Zaglyadino: Graffiti, Gnomes, and Rachmaninoff!
The second captivating aspect is the city’s deep-seated musical tradition. You can hear the melodies of Rachmaninoff echoing through the streets, reminding you of the city’s rich cultural heritage. The locals say “Русская музыка в наших сердцах“, which translates to “Russian music is in our hearts”.
Visiting Zaglyadino is like stepping into a living canvas of Russian art and music, a melody composed of culture, history, and a dash of gnome-sized adventure!
Frosty’s Flaming Farewell!
In Zaglyadino, one intriguing tradition is the Zharovnya festival, held each year to celebrate the end of winter. Locals construct a giant straw effigy symbolizing the frost and cold, which is then set ablaze. It’s a spectacle of fire and cheer! The effigy’s name? The “Мороз” or “Frost“. They say “Пусть Мороз сгорит, весна придет!“, meaning “Let the Frost burn, spring will come!“. This tradition is not just a spectacle, but a communal participation in bidding winter farewell.
See you tomorrow!
