A fine thing in Almaty, Trotsky’s wife Natalya wrote, was “the snow — white, clean, and dry.” After his exile in Kazakhstan, he would only move farther and farther away from the motherland and never return. And yet, the couple would recall their sojourn here fondly.
Underneath this landscape hushed by snow are dark, startling, and forgotten histories. May the traveller always seek to know what gives its beauty depth.
The Book-Butterfly 
Coming from a warm place just as you do I must admit a trip in winter does look exciting. Then I think of the cold and I’m like no thanks. Lol. Did you buy the white fluffy hat there? Do they even sell warm winter clothes in the Philippines??? 🤣
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Hahaha! I think one author is to blame for implying that the Kazakhstan in winter is an entirely different (and better) Kazakhstan. 🤣
P.S. I had to shop online for the winter stuff. 😆
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