In response to our enthusiasm, “Hurray, finally winter, snow and frost” some Alaskan old-timers shook their heads: they say you live here for more than three years, and then you will sing in a different way - short days, long nights, you leave to work darkly and returning home in the dark, bad roads, boring snow that needs to be constantly cleared, frost, gas and electricity bills, a disreputable house in which you spend almost all the time ... No, summer is better.
To date, Oregon, perhaps, seems to me the most beautiful and diverse state of America. It seems that here you can find almost all possible landscapes of the United States.
Where in America is the wilderness? The teenager will tell us that where there is no waifa. A tourist - where there are no other tourists, a motorist - where there are no refuellings, a traveler - where it takes a long and hard to get. For me, the wilderness is a place where no one wants to get to, at least at this time of year.
All tourists, arriving in New York, in Manhattan crowd. I - is no exception, no matter where I stop, most of the time I spend there. Where else? Not in the Bronx? And here is the opposite happened, I appeared in Manhattan raids, and the Bronx climbed all, in any case, a decent part of Riverdale. For some reason it is considered important to mention the name, when you tell it to our emigrants. Because he heard the word "Bronx", people in the know are starting to wrinkle his nose, and when specified, what I mean Riverdale, they say that it is another matter.
I've already talked about Forest Hills Gardens, but the place is so beautiful that I was ready to write about it at least every month. In fact, this is one of the few areas of New York, where I wanted to live. The quiet and cozy street parking at each house, beautiful architecture, good location. For those who hear about it the first time, I recommend to go to the link in my first post, where everything is painted in detail. The rest of the invite to enjoy the beauty of spring Forest Hills Gardens.
In the first part I showed the beginning of October. Autumn is the autumn. Nothing that I had not seen before. Then, just for one day, everything changed dramatically around the world and played in such colors that my internal sensor measuring fine hysterically zapikali and died, unable to withstand the load. It turned out that after living 38 years in the world I never knew that such a fall. It turned out that this is not crying the sky underfoot, and loyalty over the Neva, discolored, and absolutely incredible beauty.
We all know what it looks like New York City. There's skyscrapers, Central Park, and Wall Street. But how many know what it looks like the state of the same name? Of the entire staff I have, of course, do not tell (it is very big and different), but some part will try to meet. Today, the story of how I lived in the outback.