A typical event of this sort, with most of local arts and crafts community present. New was a noticeable number of the police, and people with newly fashionable “patriotic” symbolics, such as this gentleman with “Glory to great Stalin” T-shirt AND an Orthodox cross on his bag, a combination that exemplifies present-day Russia:
Historic reconstruction festival “Gandvik” is taking place on the Monastery Cape (just east off Kandalaksha) on July 2nd and 3rd starting at noon. The program includes visiting the Viking camp, single and group combat, recreation of a medieval fair, and show of historic boats.
In Kandalaksha festivities associated with this holiday in memory of disintegration of the USSR will take place by the fountain from 1pm to 4pm, and will include orchestra, children’s games, and an arts and crafts fair.
Our shop is considered as a local attraction. We often hold tours for tourists, showing them our shop and work we do. Up to now the vast majority of our visitors have been Russian speakers. For the last little while however I have been practicing doing this presentation in English. So I invite English speaking travelers to visit our shop and see the work we do. This is totally free. Write firstname.lastname@example.org or call +7 911 3050721 / +7 911 3013979 to arrange for your visit.
During our Sunday walk around Kandalaksha we’ve stumbled upon two monuments previosuly not known to us. Both are on Zavodskoy pereulok (Factory Lane). One, that seems, judging from the Gagarin-style helmet, to echo with the Cosmos theme, is by the Auto Repair Factory:
Further enquiries showed that it was indeed build in 1964, at the hight of overboiling enthusiasm for space exploration.
The other is to Kalinin who I believe was the Prime-minister till ~1946, on the territory of still-struggling Experimental Mechanical Plant:
Local rumours say there were more monuments in Kandalaksha. One to a breast-feeding mother by the Niva movie theatre that was removed by the authorities for “indecency”, and another to Comrate Kirov on the street where we have questionable pleasure of living. In the latter case the monument simply fell apart.