Winter in Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk: "All the waters of the world will meet again"

Winter in Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk: "All the waters of the world will meet again" Winter will come again, 👣 And those who are meant to meet will meet again. 🚶 ❄ This is my first time experiencing a Russian winter. By the third day in Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk, I was already tired of having to wear two pairs of pants every day, and my face would sting after being exposed to the wind for just three minutes. From an outdoor eagle to a tourist, my tolerance for the cold has dropped significantly. 🔅 But every day, there are some sweet moments that I can't help but look forward to. ✨️ Surprises are always hidden somewhere, perhaps on a fishing boat stranded on the beach, around the corner of the rugged rocks of Cape Giant, 😲 at a picnic in the middle of nowhere, in Sasha's warm smile with dark circles under his eyes, or in the quiet snow falling all over the world. Or maybe it's the crashing waves, the soft thin ice, the sharp wind, the distant volcano, the dolphins I've never seen, or the legendary lush summer that seems like a distant dream. 🖼 Yuzhno-Sakhalinsk, aka Sakhalin Island, ❗️ Has suddenly left a deep impression on my heart, like the beach after the tide has receded. 🌊 And parting seems like a regret. ✨️ But, "All the waters of the world will meet again, The Arctic Ocean and the Nile will merge in the wet clouds." 🌷 Winter will come again, And we will meet again on some journey. 👣