Spring is the time when everything comes out from the mist and fox of winter. Winter is not that bad, in fact can be quite enjoyable. But March can be dark and dreary and everyone is waiting for the real first warm day. No one seems to complain that the machrutka is crowded. Moving ones arm becomes impossible and just lifting up your arms are virtually impossible, turning around becomes possible occasionally, and just about out of your mind is that someone else can get in, but they do and somehow there is room. Occasionally your the last to get in and find your head jammed into the sealing at a weird angle. But it all works and your grateful because its spring, everyone is out enjoying the sun refreshing drinks are on the street and when you walk around you can stay hydrated. You can walk around and think about how great the Kyrgyz people are and this great culture.
