Hot. In the summer, so humid, you can swim in the air. In the 60's, they put up all these tall buildings, the westerners — they don't know how to build for the heat, they don't leave it open for the sea breeze to come through. And old, is so old. Everyone speaking so many languages. Sad, too.
Nearly the opposite. Baba has a flight service from Provideniya to Nome. No trees, but in the summer, there are a lot of flowers along the tundra, red and white. In the winter it gets so cold and snowy that the sky and ground mirror each other, all turning the same kind of blue-white color. And it's more rural.
Lots of drinking, with the men, sometimes gold-panning. Wild animals. Whales in the ocean. We had a polar bear problem a few years ago and Baba taught me how to use the M-16. [ which is not normal for that area, but her dad is a nutty old soldier man. ]
It's the kind of place that scares off anyone who isn't prepared to completely love it there, I guess.
( they are a BIG BABY who whines and complains when the temperature drops below 60. )
I understand, though, I think, about these kind of places. The ones you tell people about and they go, are you crazy? The desert is like that. I never live there, but I wanted to.
I'd like to see the desert someday. I think it might be harder for me than the cold, though; with the cold, you can go inside, find heat...there isn't an air conditioning system that works for the middle of the desert, is there?
That's true. But all I own are millions of sweaters. [ millions. of sweaters. ok more like 6 sweaters which is a lot to her because her wardrobe is tiny. ]
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Someone I knew would get tattoos to remind her of things and people she wanted to carry around with her.
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Also, I think you run out of room sometime.
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I don't know if it would help, anyway. I don't want to stop thinking of home, but I would like it to be more manageable.
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And you?
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Lots of drinking, with the men, sometimes gold-panning. Wild animals. Whales in the ocean. We had a polar bear problem a few years ago and Baba taught me how to use the M-16. [ which is not normal for that area, but her dad is a nutty old soldier man. ]
It's the kind of place that scares off anyone who isn't prepared to completely love it there, I guess.
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( they are a BIG BABY who whines and complains when the temperature drops below 60. )
I understand, though, I think, about these kind of places. The ones you tell people about and they go, are you crazy? The desert is like that. I never live there, but I wanted to.
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