We have the saying, “If you ever lived in Russia, you don’t laugh at the circus.” I present a collection of photos of our roads so you could understand the true meaning of this expression.

Can you count all the lanes?

Bricks will do.

A river runs through it.

A utility pole and a plant.

A steeplechase

Trains have been canceled. Permanently.

This road is for tanks only.

A wooden floor solution to a pothole.

An old tire can fix a pothole, too.

After the rain, this street turns into a canal.

A roadpool.

Triple line means you can’t fly a plane over it.

A tree grows in Kostroma.

I know what you’re thinking: photoshop. In Russia we don’t need any - reality is being retouched in real time.

Right, I mean, left.

Fun in the mud.

A man in the sinkhole!