Sunrises and Sunsets

Astana has very dramatic sunrises and sunsets. There seem to be multiple factors. First, the city is located in the middle of the Kazakh steppe and therefore very flat. So flat that I think I can see every street light as I look across the horizon. Second, there are very few obstructions like trees or or a neighbor's house. In addition, the dry air has a crispness in contrast to the haze of more humid regions. I've really enjoyed the vivid purples, pinks, and oranges.

In case you're missing Brian...

And if you aren't missing Brian... you will be by the time this post is done!

This morning:
B: Your hair is fuzzy in the back, it looks like bed head
C: I know. I like it. This is the first day my hair has looked good in ages
B: But really, it's fuzzy in the back, like bed head
C: I know. But I just hate my hair lately, it just looks so terrible!
B: Yes, your hair hasn't looked this bad in years
C: That actually doesn't help at all. If I use words like "hate" that means I need some support
B: Oh, I just thought you wanted me to validate your ideas. Maybe your hair will look better once it grows out

5 minutes later... as I'm walking out the door
B: Bye, have a good day, good luck with your hair

Now, don't you miss him! There's nobody like my Brian!