At midnight on the 18/19 January, I was one of a thousand people who plunged into sub-zero water for the Russian traditional and celebration of the Orthodox holiday of, the Epiphany.
Orthodox Christians believe that this was the day Jesus is believed to have been baptized.The priest blesses the river or a lake and turns the water into holy water. Immersing oneself in it washes away all sins.
I’m not sure about the christian side of this, however I’ve always been an adrenalin junkie. I’ve bungee jumped, river rafted on the Zambezi river and even went into a cage to get close to the great white sharks (I did this with the late Steve Irwin, the crocodile man). So i wasn’t going to miss out on this opportunity to do something completely insane and a great dinner party conversation.
I spend five hours not talking, just zenning myself for this plunge. I didn’t know what to expect and all i knew was i wasn’t going to make an idiot of myself.
This plunge in some way connected me to my job, before i was just a new correspondent who no one knew about, but ever since the dip, I have made friends and have even been called BRAVE. I thought my bravery just came from the fact that I moved to this city of extremes.
After coming out of the water, i was exhilarated, a feeling i will never forget. I also became a local hero, swamped by other media agents, camera’s and microphones shoved in my face. It was just all very surreal and unforgettable.
Anyway enough said, take a look if you missed it.