Читаю я тут какую-то статью новостную с фотографией...

I’m reading some kind of news article with a photograph of an abstract city, and suddenly I understand - Yekaterinburg. I visited him this summer in a somewhat sleepy state and honestly did not expect me to recognize him from the photograph. And I must confess, a year ago I did not expect that I would ever be in it someday (on an airplane it’s expensive, a train takes a long time, and why?). It was for me a kind of end of the world. But somehow it happened so that for several train journeys with intermediate stops (Kirov, Perm) we were in Yekaterinburg. And a year before this moment, for the first time I visited an even greater end of the world - Irkutsk. This fact once again convinces me that there is nothing impossible and unattainable. Especially in the field of travel. Because, back in the spring of 2011, I had never been abroad and, in general, did not leave Peter any further than to Veliky Novgorod.