Oh my freaking god that’s dangerous. All that Soviet-era cement…
Google Video – russian climbing
So yeah they’re Russian, and but then there’s all that French hip-hop. Which is cool, cuz hey, I like French hip-hop.
HA! You be busted! You like it because Mr. Sprightly is, well, topless!
Are you certain that’s not New Jersey?
Haha. I know, virtually indistinguishable. But there’s something about the quality of the sidewalks that just aren’t American.
And come on! Look at the kid move, Phib! He could be wearing a burka and I’d still be impressed.
My dear Ninme – you protesteth too much.
…and even without the Cyrillic Alphabet I would put a months pay that it was East Europe at least, FSU (Former Soviet Union) most likely. That post-Soviet landscape is unmistakable. Ninme, when you get all the cash from correcting the Dyslexia that slips out of my posts :)- you should see what Communism did to that wonderful, rich culture. It will make you cry. And people wonder why I get all huffy about Leftists.
Also, you will note – that incredible athlete is/was trained in classic gymnastics. You can tell by some of his moves. Such loss – but the spirit is there.
Yeah I know. I took gymnastics. Had to quit after a year because I’m such a bloody coward. Like hell I’m gonna flip off a balance beam backwards!
But still! he just took all these flying jumps at all this stuff with just some dude with a camera there to help in case he slipped and cracked his head open on the cement floor 20 feet down.
Oh Phib, how I want to see Eastern Europe. Especially before all the Western Europeans and rich Americans figure out how cheap it is and turn it into another European Disneyland (look, castles!). Or a an expansive and particularly nicely situated brothel with an above average quality of booze.
Shall I troll your site for more spelling mistakes, then?
Eastern Europe castles. You’re on.
We’ll start at Devin in Slovakia, then Ljubljana Castle in Slovenia, Khmelnik in The (yes I said “The”) Ukraine, and then Schlisselburg with a weekend drinking and dancing in St. Petersburg before I drop you back home. Don’t tell Peter – he might get mad and not take you to the next Narnia movie.. :)
Ooh, but can we also go to Riga and Warsaw and Krakow and Bucharest?!
And don’t worry about Peter. I’ll tell him I’m at my mother’s.
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