Good evening everyone. Yesterday I arrived in my hometown and I was very tired. I even skipped my English practice and couldn’t use Duolingo. Duolingo gave me one "freezing day". I lay down around 7–8 PM for 1–2 hours but fell asleep. I woke up at 2 AM, but by then it was already very late, so I decided to continue sleeping and finally woke up at 9 AM.
It’s very cold in Kazan right now, the temperature dropped to -30°C. Despite this, i went to my last swimming training today.
Last weekend, I visited the village of Burbashsky Sardygan, which is about 120 kilometers from Kazan. In the summer, I posted a video about this place on my YouTube channel, where I walked through the most beautiful spots. This time, I decided to walk the same paths again and also collect fresh water from the local spring, "Nurzida," since I only drink water. The walk was nice, and the nature was just as beautiful as before. You can watch the summer video at the link.
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These days, nothing special is happening. I’m working from home, going for walks in the evenings, and visiting the pool once a week. The end of the year has been very busy, and there’s a constant feeling of not having enough time
Today was a warm day, with the temperature in the car fluctuating around -1°C and 0°C. The roads were slushy and muddy, and the snow hadn't melted yet. According to the forecast, temperatures are expected to stay below freezing.
Yesterday, I wrote a post about how there’s no snow and when it will finally come, but unexpectedly, today the snow has piled up. Everything around is covered in white, pristine snow. Even the trees have snow on their branches, like little snowflakes. It feels like winter arrived suddenly!
I'm Ansar, and I'm from Kazan, Republic of Tatarstan. If you don’t know about this city, you can read my posts here. I think Kazan is incredibly awesome and feels like a European city. Therefore, you should visit it. And since I’ve told you a little about my city, now I’d like to tell you a little bit about myself as well. First of all, I want to start with my name because when I use it abroad, everyone is curious about it. So here is a short explanation. My name comes from Arabic (أنصَار, anṣār) and means “supporters” or “helpers.” This meaning connects beautifully with a well-known Tatar expression, “Iseme cısemene turı kilgän (Исеме җисеменә туры килгән)”, which means that a person’s name truly matches their character. I feel this fits me quite well, because I naturally tend to be a very supportive and kind person. Overall, I’m truly grateful that my parents and grandparents gave me such a unique name.