Any/Every Day in Moldova
Since we are a "town" and not a village, officially, we have trash cans along our main street. So instead of burning trash on the street, we can burn it in the cans... // This is an abandoned building from Soviet times... by the look of the emblem, it seems to have been a flight school.
Just one of those things, steps leading nowhere. // Winter veggies at the piata. Summertime looks both more colorful and more appealing...
Look out for trucks, and horse carriages. // the view from my front door.
A neighbor's outhouse gears up to bare the coming storm // Soviet war monument.
Soviet emblem on a public building. // A neighbor's gate. I call it my "almost home gate" -- when I see the purple, I know I only have 10 more minutes of walking to go.
Statue of the guy our village used to be named after. Today, the people who speak Russian, still call my village by it's old name, his name. // Potatoes at the Piata. Can't wait for fresh veggies...
My host mom lighting our soba in a daily effort to keep from freezing. // the street where I live.
Modern and Old together. A main Moldovan street with both cars and horse drawn carriages is not a rare site. // spices at our piata.
More winter piata scenes. // A cool well.
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