Life in Kazakhstan has become mundane. I actually enjoy the mundane activities and love routine! Hence, life is good. Just the other day I was on my walk to work, a bit early and was able to catch the sunrise, I walked a bit out of my way to enjoy this beautiful morning!There are those occasional spontaneous things that happen to keep life interesting. Like for instance one morning last week I walked into the kitchen and trip over a LARGE hunk of dead something – I’m sure it appeared in cooked form later in my plov.
Work here continues to be slow, I hope due to the fact that it’s winter and winter is FREEZING cold ALL THE TIME! It’s difficult to do much when people are unmotivated to brave the cold temperatures, myself included! I do have my trusty English clubs to rely on during the cold months and have just begun working with the local orphanage! It sounds promising! The director there said that I could host pizza night! WOOHOO! All I have to do is tell her when and give her a list of ingredients! I hope to do this mid-February and hopefully, by that point I will own a kid friendly movie in Russian and can have Dinner and a Movie! And if I ever get any of my packages coming I will also have kool-aid!


So my site mate and I went to the Orthodox Church here in Balkhash on Monday for the holiday of Kra-shen-ya (aka: epiphany) where people would commemorate the Baptism of Jesus by jumping into this water – something I definitely wanted to see! The service started at 8am and there were lots of rituals and chanting. I, of course, did not understand any of it but found it intriguing. Then there was what I assume to be the “blessing of water.” There was a priest and lots of people shoving to get there water to the front – the priest said a few words then walked around the room sprinkling water on everyone. Then we all went outside and waited (for a long time) for the other priests. They came carrying flag type things and the bunch of us walked to the lake – down the middle of street and there was more singing and chanting. When we got to the water the main priest talked for a while – I don’t know what was said – even if I could understand there were SO many people that I really couldn’t hear him – and I was nervous that the ice beneath me was going to crack and we would all go under. He left in a car with the others and then people began to jump in the water! It was totally crazy! There were even some babushkas (grandmas)! I was impressed. Others came to the opening to fill water bottles or jugs and then we all left! It was a fun thing to watch! Then we warmed up in a nearby café! 





