I’ve made many mistakes over the years.
Keeping a journal helps myself and others learn from them.
It also keeps my parents up to date as to where I am.
As we venture toward Nizhny Novgorod, little do we know that today’s events are going to involve getting lost in another forest and a bare penis. Yay.
Tonight we play in a forest in Moscow and the only directions we have are – when you find this tree, turn left. I admire Russia’s simplicity, I must say.
Sassy girl and Will are still barely a few months old, but their appetite and penchant for mid air tantrums could put even my own to shame!
It begins – three and a half weeks driving across over nine thousand miles of Siberian wildlands! Will we die? Will we suck? Will anyone show up? All these mysteries and more, will be answered!
In August 2018, Krupskaya decided to challenge ourselves with one of our more ridiculous adventures yet: tour across Siberia, over nine and a half thousand kilometres in three and a half weeks. Oh, and survive, preferably.
It's been a fair ol' while since I updated my journal, though this hasn't been due to simple procrastination. Well, maybe not entirely, at least.
After a month of being loved, looked after and shitting all over my home, our children are no longer with us. I feel like how my parents must've when I finally buggered off, too.
While I'm happy to report that the children have become surprisingly tall, I'm sorry to say I must keep this entry quite 'short'. Hehehehe... ugh, I'm dead inside.
While they're definitely growing, there's absolutely no way animals of this size should yet be able to produce ten times their mass in faeces.
I've never worked with owls before and I've never been comfortable around babies. Since these are a mixture of the two, I figured week one would be about getting to grips with the basics.
An insight into life with a pair of winged, infant demons who poo everywhere, devour flesh and make bizarre noises. Now I know how my parents must've felt.
I wrote one of these lighting articles a week or so back and a record-smashing FOUR people really dug it! Enthused and high on my new found fame, I seek to strike gold twice.
