IN RUSSIA, THIS DAY IS FAMOUS FOR ALL THE QUIRKY THINGS HAPPENING, BUT HERE WERE SO MUCH TODAY THAT EVERYONE WOULD BE SHOCKED.

So, let's take it one step at a time:

1. We met up with friends, exchanged gifts, watched the fireworks, and I filmed it, after which we went off to set off firecrackers.

2. During all of this, I earned myself a 4x combo:

* Frostbite on my hands;

* Accidentally blew up one of my gloves;

* I got hit in the legs twice by sparks from firecrackers.

3. In short, in Russia, on the night of January 1st, the streets turn into a fucking minefield.

And now the wildest shit begins, which I can't describe in just a few words, so here's the whole thing in detail:

We were getting ready to go warm up in the entryway of a neighboring building, and as we passed a neighboring house, we saw fireworks exploding very low. They also started flying into the building of a nearby kindergarten (right into the windows) and several nearby cars, causing them to honk loudly. Everyone around us was screaming and freaking out at what was happening, including us.

Then we went to the epicenter of the scene to see what exactly was there, and we saw a box of fireworks standing, *ATTENTION HERE*, UNDER a bench, next to the house and some nearby cars.

In short, people in Russia celebrate New Year's Eve quite noisily and wildly, and this time it was a complete chaos. (At least, no one was hurt, and that's the main thing.) It's very wild here, but that's precisely why it's charming in its own way.

Once again, Happy New Year 2026 to everyone!