My last week in December
- Lev Narozhny
- 2 days ago
- 2 min read

The volunteers who had come here specifically to help homeless animals
(Pawpositive Park) left on December 22nd, but I stayed.
To be honest, I'd grown so used to the guys that I didn't want them to leave. But
their project had come to an end, and for me, it was just the beginning of
something bigger. However, this "bigger" could wait a little: the Christmas season
was approaching, and I had free time to gradually meet all my deadlines and just
spend time with friends.
On December 22nd, I had to move from my previous place to my new one. That
day, I simultaneously worked on the move and continued working on the
illustrations, as well as creating the calendar.
The calendar was a special and truly interesting assignment for me. It was made
for two volunteers from Georgia who are professional yoga practitioners. To help
them promote their work, we decided to create a calendar based on their
photographs.
On December 24th, the organization invited me and two other volunteers to a
tavern for seafood. I don't think I've ever tasted such delicious food. I can say for
sure, this place is now one of my favorites, and I'll definitely be back. Overall, it was a time to take a breather and focus on getting things done.
On December 26th, I decided to treat myself and went to the thermal springs in the
village of Pozar. It was incredible—the combination of mountains, pine forest, and
naturally warm water. I was especially amazed by the prices: entrance to the
outdoor thermal pool cost only 3 euros. In my mind, a similar experience could
easily have cost 40 euros or more.
I stayed in Edessa overnight and returned on December 28th. By that point, all the
deadlines had gradually passed, and I decided to get a new haircut.
On December 29th, in addition to my usual work from home, I was cleaning the
apartment. New volunteers from France were scheduled to arrive on January 6th,
and I wanted the house to be ready for them.
For me, that last week of December was important not so much for the work, but
for the personal experience and time spent with friends in taverns, in
conversations and simple moments that remain etched in my memory.



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