Day 60 of the 47th year of my chronology

We woke up a little after 8 and had slept very well. Masha ordered two breakfasts for the girls, and they ate. I lounged around until 9 while studying the language. This week I won my category and took first place.

I quickly had yesterday’s shashlik and coffee for breakfast. We wanted to rent bikes, but only one bike was left, so we decided not to wait and walked to the Blue Stone instead. On the way we flew the drone and got some scenic footage. We were really lucky with the weather. The landscape is incredible — very clean, green, and picturesque. I am in love with the place. We reached the Blue Stone, but entrance turned out to be paid — 400 rubles per person, free for children. We went in and watched the “pagans” leaving offerings to the stone, sitting on it, worshipping it. Amazing.

Afterward we went back to yesterday’s beach and rented a large pedal boat with a roof and a waterslide. The weather was inviting, so I decided to swim. I went down the slide in just my underwear. It is bliss to swim in a lake on September 7. The water was fresh, clean, transparent, and chilly, but not freezing. I went down the slide three times and felt completely grounded afterward.

Then we returned to the cabin and chatted with the village manager, Mikhail, who gave us a detailed explanation of what the place is like in different seasons. We packed up quickly and headed home. On the way we stopped to buy hot-smoked vendace. Then we stopped at Monpasye for soup. We had fish soup, delicious pâté, crepes, coffee, and juice.

The drive was veeeery long. Huge traffic closer to Moscow. We were on the road for almost four hours. In Moscow we saw the moon as a crescent, even though I knew it was supposed to be a full moon — it turned out we were watching a lunar eclipse. We stopped at the car wash, washed the car with strange multicolored foam, and came home. Masha went to the pharmacy with Sonya, and Leia and I went home. I quickly sorted some things out, washed the bathtub, and put resisting Leia into it. Masha came back, walked onto the loggia and... then the fun began.

We discovered a huge puddle of white paint near the utility cabinet. It turned out that at some point Masha had put a can of paint on top of other things in the cabinet, and the structure was unstable — that is my polite wording. The paint had fallen and spilled, covering half the cabinet and the floor of the loggia. What followed was an unforgettable hour and a half of cleanup and endless scrubbing of the floor and all the things. Masha did great — she handled it and silently fixed everything. I helped as best I could and meditated so I would not yell. Terrible stress, but we managed. We put the girls to bed, and afterward I soaked in the bathtub and listened to a lecture by an interesting astrophysicist about the prospects — or rather the lack of prospects — for intergalactic travel.