Jekaterinburg « In The Dark Night

Bordercrossing

Today, I finally managed to visit two of the places my grandmother spent time here in the Urals, a small village named named Kosulino (Косулино), where she worked for three years, 1946 – 1949, and a small industrial town named … Continue reading

In Yekaterinburg

(scroll down for German version) In Yekaterinburg, I thought I’d finally die of the heat. Stepping from the nicely air-conditioned train that I’d spent the previous 30 hours on, it felt like walking into a vapour-bath. Humid, muggy, 36 degrees … Continue reading