This week saw our last out-of-town excursion. We visited the 1100 year old city of Pskov near the Estonian border, staying there Thursday-Saturday. Most interesting to me was the Kremlin (fortress) built on the confluence of the Velikaya and Pskova rivers. It felt like an older, smaller, Russian version of Belgrade. Besides the mandatory fortress tour, we spent some time with the local members exploring other areas of the town.
In addition to Pskov, we saw Mihailovskoe, where the poet Alexander Pushkin spent time on house arrest; and also an old fortress in Izborsk and a monastery in Pechory.
Yesterday was also my last Sunday at my little branch outside the city. Next Saturday I'll be travelling with my parents so I already had to say goodbye to them. It was sad, and actually reminded me of when I had to leave my wonderful friends in Serbia. But even in that thought I found some consolation. At the end of this farewell, there awaits a reunion or two...
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