Sophia Menn
Irina was one of my closest friends for about 2 years. We met through our common friend close to the time she got here to Boston. She was very bright, unordinary and unique person in a lot of ways... She loved to live, learn, read, hike, climb, and discover... she wasn't afraid to love and she was loved! She was in a harry to experience everything there is to experience, feel everything there is to feel...
Often she told me: "what is there to wait for?.. got to live, feel and breathe TODAY!!!"
I learned a lot from her... I loved her... and I miss her A LOT...
One other thing... This Mexican mountain was dream of Irina Libova and Vladimir Smirnov. Since August they were looking forward to this climbing experience... And when 2 weeks before they left Vladimir almost broke his leg and we spent the night in the Emergency Room, both of them Irina and Vovka were worried about one thing: if they'll be able to go to the mountains... crazy... and so they left...
I heard somewhere that people go to the winter mountain climbing on two occasions: either when they are extremely happy or when there is a black stripe in their lives... I think Irka and Smirnov were very happy!!!
