The world is so huge in May
-@la_chica_maria, St. Petersburg, 2012
The first of May used to mean military parades and red flags. All I remember is my hair in pigtails and hundreds of red balloons. And the warmth! No more layers and layers of kolgotki. And ice cream! Eating the unforseen luxury of an ice cream bar! My hands sticky with sugar, holding on to my parents. Crowds of people, walking, laughing. It was supposed to be a celebration of workers, but I think everyone was just glad we made it, finally, through the winter. The breeze ruffled my dress. It was sheer joy.
May is in the air, my own semester’s worth of immense, exhausting labor is almost over, and the world open again.
“Retro car in Moscow on May 1″, @nycastlemmm
“Ice cream goes well with military music.” – @vecherskaya
“I’m among the rabbits and the communists” -@pavelmironov51
“I’m protesting” Sweden, – @norrfjard
“I love driving in Moscow during the May holidays” -@artefaq
“May in Helsinki” -@idaamaria
“Balkan style, no vegan”-@martalbc
Tverskaya Street, Moscow -@miulovemiu
“Cruising on May 1 with my sister”, Sweden, @malinmagnuson
Previously: The first day of school in Russia.