Our apartment building entrance

 Here is our DOMA (home) for the next 18 months unless we really mess up and get moved elsewhere even colder.

(Can you see my Martha Stewart curtains in the lower area under the bright blue overhang.   They are pictured below in case you can't. 

I like the bright blue, most things are grey, it is cheery and helps me spot my apartment entrance now that I don't have a neon pink sheet on my front windows, which was the previous marker for me.  

This is the view the apt doorman see's.   Kidding no front door man. 



This is the job for a front door man (which we don't have) instead you hope you remembered to slip on your gloves before you find the frozen latch in the dark to open the door from the inside.   You have to have a key to gain entry, or as our young missionaries gain entrance they knock on our kitchen window, we run out and open the door for them.



Just inside the outer door a few steps up to our apt.  The plan metal heavy door on the right
I don't know what is downstairs beyond the green cage doors, I don't want to know.   Whatever is it, it smells.  Of feral cats and whatever.    Don't tell, don't ask sort of thing.

I figured my grandkids would love to see the locking mechanism here.   The keys are funny shaped, the more turns the deeper the deadbolts are released.  



My next door neighbors front doors, fancier than mine.   I got to say Hello (Здравствуйте) to them today for the first time.   They were polite but in a hurry I guess.