Russian folk tales are strange and compelling
As you can see, my last name is odd and long. People who I've not met in person tend to think I'm Greek, then change their minds when they see me as "giant" and "blond" doesn't fit in with the whole Greek thing. My last name (which keeps phone solicitors far, far away from my phone, thank you Dad) is actually Lithuanian. I've met exactly one other Lithuanian in my entire life, but I've always been fascinated with the culture of that country and of the area near it. I plan to take Nolan there one day, but until then, I think I will absorb some of the oddly compelling culture of the neighboring countries.I just stumbled upon this website full of Russian Folk Tales - strange little stories about buns taking off down the road and boys appearing out of sticks. They're certainly not Jack and Jill, but they're endlessly fascinating. The site calls them glorious and magnificent, and though I'm not entirely convinced of that, I do think they're a break from the everyday.Read | Permalink | Email this | Linking Blogs | Comments