Fifteenth stop: Kazan

Have you ever made friends when you are far away home, and those friends are not from there either? I've done, and it is weird that feeling of enjoying our time together, because we never know if we are gonna meet again.
In my imaginary trip, I stopped on Russia, specifically in Kazan, Tartaristan. There I met, ironically, Kazan (yes, his name is like the city) and Stefen. Both from USA.

And this is my last stop in Europe from this trip around the world.

Black markers. Black, nut brown, orange/yellow, blue and emerald inks.