Uncle Kolya

My second half of 2014 was so busy and I just get that I didn't post here anything since July. So I definitely need to use New Year holidays to post some pictures from second half of 2014.

When I was at my parents last summer I surely met my uncle Nikolay Pavlov (uncle Kolya, how I call him since my childhood), who asked me to bring him to village where he was born. He needed to visit cemetery where his parents were buried.
When I was a child he had one of first LADA's and for me that was a miracle when he drove me that time. Now is my turn to drive my uncle and sure I agree to drive any place he wants.







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