Tuesday, May 14, 2013

A collection of shots of the interior of the Hermitage, May 10th 2013

Ah yes, the Hermitage, where all that glitters is, in fact, gold. I got lost like three times, but eventually you just go with it and go, “Where the ever-twisting hell am I? Oh well, it’s pretty here too.”

Monday, May 13, 2013
Fresh pomegranates on the market in Kostroma, May 2013

Fresh pomegranates on the market in Kostroma, May 2013

The interior of a Russian Orthodox church in Suzdal, 02-05-2013
The colours pop, all the gold dazzles… so pretty.

The interior of a Russian Orthodox church in Suzdal, 02-05-2013

The colours pop, all the gold dazzles… so pretty.

Sunday, May 12, 2013
The train arrives at Belorusskaya metro station in Moscow, 29-04-2013
If you’re ever in Moscow, take the metro. The stations are breathtaking! It takes some practice to read the names of the stations if you’re not used to reading Cyrillic, but it’s amazing how quickly you pick it up if you just apply yourself a little bit (this, astonishingly, goes for most of Russia. It’s not a country that presents itself to you on a silver platter, you gotta work for it, but when you do you are rewarded with more than you could have dreamed of)

The train arrives at Belorusskaya metro station in Moscow, 29-04-2013

If you’re ever in Moscow, take the metro. The stations are breathtaking! It takes some practice to read the names of the stations if you’re not used to reading Cyrillic, but it’s amazing how quickly you pick it up if you just apply yourself a little bit (this, astonishingly, goes for most of Russia. It’s not a country that presents itself to you on a silver platter, you gotta work for it, but when you do you are rewarded with more than you could have dreamed of)

Sunday, February 17, 2013
A mandrill. Not too bad, for a portrait taken through a window in a place with really shit lighting.

A mandrill. Not too bad, for a portrait taken through a window in a place with really shit lighting.

Sunday, February 3, 2013
It took some patience, but eventually he came around to him.

It took some patience, but eventually he came around to him.

Nova ain’t trusting this T-rex bullshit.

Nova ain’t trusting this T-rex bullshit.

There was also a biscuit tin full of these tiny dinosaurs. I remember those, you could collect them, they came with this bubblegum if I recall correctly. The Plesiosaurus was my favourite because it was so smooth and shiny.

There was also a biscuit tin full of these tiny dinosaurs. I remember those, you could collect them, they came with this bubblegum if I recall correctly.
The Plesiosaurus was my favourite because it was so smooth and shiny.

My father is cleaning out the attic, which means I’m getting boxes full of stuff from my childhood. I’ve been waiting anxiously for this one <3

I was crazy about dinosaurs when I was a kid. I had a TON of stuff, lots of books… so when I was 11 years old, and Jurassic Park came out, it was pretty much the best thing that ever happened to me. I collected a BUTTLOAD of the official merchandise, including a ton of the dinosaurs and three action figures (I have Alan, Ellie and Tim for who some reason wouldn’t stand up so he’s sitting down, to the left)

The big T-rex was my 12th birthday present. It was so amazing. It could really roar, and when you stomped the feet down you’d hear loud thumps like in the films. It was my faaaavourite. Of course none of the electronic things work any longer (c’mon, the thing is 18 years old) but it’s still the awesomest thing ever. Lookkk at it.

Monday, April 9, 2012
Oh yes, the royal pain.

Oh yes, the royal pain.