This is from Mark's uncles farm in Russia. We thought Dad would like it :)

quick update

We are now in Lyon. I love France. on our way here we stopped in Stockholm, Berlin and Frankfurt. They were all very cool city, but we only hung out in each city for a day, which obviously did not give us a great sense of the cities, but they were a lot of fun to just hang out in. In Stockholm we went on a boat tour that was really fun. The ticket guy let us buy as if we were 11 so it was really cheap as well.

Anyway, we are staying in Lyon for a few days with a friend of Marks, Paul. We went to a free jazz concert last night, which was fun. We have been eating lots of local food, and last night I got to cook for everyone which was great for me, i miss cooking a lot. I made a meal that we learned in the north of France, and it turned out pretty good. We also all chipped in and bought a really good bottle or rose.

Today we are exploring more of the city, and going to Seen's (the graffiti artists store), which i thought was in Paris and stumbled upon last night.

Talk to you all soon

Love,

Aaron

P.S. After traveling outside of France and then coming back, I am convinced that i am going to live here one day. I LOVE FRANCE

A Photo Update From Berlin

-Mark

Photos From Stockholm

- Mark

the next leg

aloha dudes,

today marks to the beginning of the next leg of our trip, and Russia which was our first country as a group was amazing.

From start to finish, Russia was funny, exciting, eye opening and much different than i had expected. As i got off the train i tried to tune in and listen to some of the russian being spoke around me, and i heard someone say something that sounded like "rocky" and then i heard this hilarious russian national music. the entire situation made me think of Rocky beating up the Russian dude, and i started howling in the train station. From there things kept getting better.

When we walked into the train station, to my left was a beautiful mural of Lenin and to my right was a row of five or six cameras watching my every move.

In my first five minutes in Russia, i had encountered many of the things that i had expected: nationalism, Government surveillance and the remnants of it's communist past. Then, as the next five minutes rolled by, i was abruptly slapped in the face with realizations about Russia's present state that i had not expected. First, the rumored mob controlled services, like the metro the train systems, and building companies had allowed for much of St. Petersburg to stay very much the same as it had been at the start of the cold war, which by now was suffering greatly from the decay of time and weathering. and Finally that there was practically no middle class and that the two major socioeconomic classes were very rich and very poor. The latter being the majority. It was a major reality check to see that a G8 country and a country that had a powerful standing in world politics could lack so many social programs, which also made me realize that Russia at this point in it's history was much farther from any form of socialist than America.

From then on in Russia, my trip continued to be awesome, but made me realize how lucky i am in America and how many things i have taken for granted. We met up with Mark's aunt Anna, Sergei, and his beautiful cousin Sveta. They welcomed us with more than open arms, feeding us lots, which Mark's mom made sure of. We stayed at there apartment for a couple of days, it was fun trying to understand them when they spoke Russian, which failed miserably and exploring Russian food, which was simple but very tasty: Blinies (russian pancakes), which were a close cousin to crepes and blintzes (yea jewish food). Then came the city.

St. Petersburg is a very old and beautiful city, the canals, the churches, the shopping. It was amazing to see the buildings that were built by the Tsars. Like the Hermitage which was a beautiful expression of Peter the firsts dedication to making St. Petersburg ascetically western. But after St. Petersburg came the Russia i had been waiting for.

The third night of our trip was spent traveling to a little village called Kamenka, where the majority of Mark's mothers family lived. It was mix of powerless homes and powerful looking apartment buildings that the Bolsheviks had built in the mid 20th century. We stayed at his cousins apartment on the first night, which included; meeting his babushka, who was an amazingly strong person, and tasting my first sip of Russian Vodka, which was much less umpfy than i had expected, it was actually really taste. Then when we woke up, we were invited into the daily rituals of Mark's family. First we went to his grandma's house, who like his mother fed us way to much :). We had Blinies, these little salted white fish and home made juice. Then came the cows. Every morning the village is visited by a bunch of cows and if you come out and milk them then you can keep the milk, I really wanted to milk one, but the lady told Mark as she laughed at me, that if were to milk the cow, that didn't know me, it would probably sit on me; so i pet it instead. Then there was Mark's Babushka's garden. It was amazing. Dad you would have not wanted to leave. It was full of everything imaginable, and the entire thing was tended to by just one 75 year old women, and finally we had to leave. On our final day in Russia, which was spent in St. Petersburg, we went to the Hermitage. Like the Louvre, it was originally a castle, which is beautiful, but not always the best for a museum. We sadly only had two hours to spend to we went only to the very important things and saved the rest for later. Much to my chagrin, we saw no Munch and all of the Talous Latrec, which apparently the Hermitage has a lot of, was in storage and not yet on display, but they had a lot of Matisse's work and some of Picasso's pottery, which i love.

Now, after all that excitement, we are back in Helsinki, and getting ready to take the next leg of our trip. I just bought a new Finnish made backpack that i got a rediculous deal on, because Mark knows the owner and at 4 we are hoping on an all night ferry to Stockholm.

I hope all is well with everyone at home, and Mark and I will be hopefully be posting photos today.

Love,

Aaron

the last night in russia

Something to tell my kids

Today after lunch we were eating candy, and Mark's mom Antonina imparted a great Russian saying on to us. She said in Russian "Ne esh' tak mnoga, popa slipnitsya", which means. "don't eat that much candy or your butt cheeks will stick together"

Just so you all know :)

aloha st. petersburgh

Well,

Welcome to the soul train bros blog. If your reading this be ready to embark on a journey with Mark Niskanen, Alexandra Kiss (Soul train sis) and I (Aaron Parach). I have already been traveling throughout France for the last three weeks and a couple of days ago I met up with Mark and Alex and Mark's mom Antonina, who is dope, in Helsinki.

To Begin with, getting from France to Finland was horrible. There was an illegal strike that began the morning I was suppost to leave. So, what should have taken an hour or so to check in a go through security took four hours and then on top of that, my plane was delayed for five hours. In total the amount of time I spent in CDG airport was all together to much.

Then came Finland. I walked off the plain into an empty airport at one in the morning (very nice airport), and didn't know if Mark knew when I was getting in. I spent a good 30 minutes trying to find a pay phone so i could call him, but when i finally found the exit which was hard to find, there was Mark, Alex and Mark's dad. It was quite a reunion, and i was so tired, it took me a good 10 seconds to realize that i was looking Mark dead in the face. Then to Kerava, which is where Mark's mom lives. It was really nice i got there and there was rye bread, salmon, cake and all sorts of Finnish goodies that Marks mom got ready. By the way, grandma, if you are reading this, Mark's mom makes you eat more often than you make us eat :).

Then day two of Finland. We went to Helsinki or Helstinky as some of Mark's call it (an amazing city) I GOT SHOES finally. we went to a sick sneaker store and i got these dope sneakers called Karhu Harlem airs. Karhu (bear in Finnish) is a company that hand makes their shoes in Finland, but due to bad finances they sold to an American company, but i got one of the last 27 pairs of real Karhus in the world, and they are dope, and really cheap.

after shopping the only thing to do was grill. For the last two days when we were in Finland, it seemed that if we weren't sleeping we were doing one of three things or a combination of them all: Drinking beer, but not in excess (don't worry mom) Olvi is the beer of choice, grilling and/or laughing. Along with those is also chillin with friends.

Mark has an awesome group of friends. everyone that i have met thus far has been dope. They nice and welcoming, and most of all they are interested in who you are and they love to chill. Also, like Mark everyone of his friends seems to been amazing at something, which is intimidating at times, but motivating.

Well, now we are in St. Petersburgh. We just got here. I will give you all an update when i know more.

Thanks for reading our blog and i can't wait to see you all when i get home.

Love,
Aaron