A little about cars.

There is a big variety of cars here. They park pretty tightly next to each other. More than dozen times we’ve seen a car gently hitting car behind and in front to get in/out in the parking spot. Surprisingly, there are Niva cars. Niva is a Lada car which is the Kafka’s imagination of a Jeep raping a Fiat and then aborting their kid. They were popular back in Soviet days. Here are a couple. The white one is parked outside of our apartment since we’ve came here and hasn’t ever moved. I saw several others, but managed to snap photos of this “souped-up” one.

Also, people look after their cars.  This man was hand-washing (caressing) his car for a while.  This car wouldn’t get accepted as a donation to WABE (NPR) station, but he was gently washing it.  Reminded me a lot the old country where the car was more than just a means to get from point A to point B.

Oh yeah, I have a picture of another Niva:

then again, who cares about Nivas that much anyway.

There is this car that’s parked a block away from our apartment.  It is mobile since it’s there sometimes and sometimes not.  I don’t know how does that engine/body work…

OK, that’s it for now.  I’m off to a new topic.