Sasha was “out of town” for our class today. He was probably
just being a top lad in another city. Making people happy with music and his
face. So our lesson was cancelled and we decided to go to Kivach, the cafe
across the street to plan our reading week antics in Moscow and Saint
Petersburg. Unfortunately we’re about a week too early to book train tickets in
advance so the same time next week we’ll have to try again. It’s looking to be
not too bad though, probably get our trains from Petra-Petes-Moscow-Petra for
under £65 and hostels are £5-10 a night so a nice cheap, culture filled week to
come our way!
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| New kitchen |
Of course when our first lesson finished at 11:20 it was far
too early for lunch so we got drinks. Teas and chocolate milkshakes, which they
delightfully call milky chocolatey cocktails here, all around and lunch when it
reached the midday mark. Me and Maddie shared a large margarita. You actually
get quite good value for money here as when you ask for the plain margarita it
comes with olives. Of course it’s not actually proper service because you’re
not getting what you wanted but it’s free and I feed them to Olivia so it’s
alright. Now most others on the table were basically animals and ate their
pizza with their fingers. And although most people don’t agree with me, I still
think I’m right that food is definitely not meant to be eaten with fingers and
hands because we’re not animals. If I can I’ll cut up my sandwiches.
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| New kitchen also |
So I attempted to ask the waitress for cutlery making the
appropriate hand gestures. She was like wtf at everything else we had tried to
order. I don’t know why. Probs just the British kids being hilarious and
culturally unaware/insulting as always. I only know the word for knife. Or
rather I thought I knew the word for knife. Turned out I know the word for
brick. So I was going кирпич и and then making the hand gesture for fork, which
is basically me just pointing 3 fingers repeatedly at the pizza. I got the
Russian stare. You know the one. That blank look where they wish they were dead
because foreigners are stupid and Communism is forever. Yeah that one. She’s a
babe though and then proceeded to bring me 3 sets of cutlery and 3 mini tea
plates. I used them all. It was glorious. Although it may have been easier to
just eat it with my fingers instead of asking for a brick and then jamming my
fingers into the pizza she’d just bought.
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| Hallway which has heated floors and a couch |
Went for a run this afternoon; I’ve had to change my route
now I’ve changed my starting location and this one takes me nicely to the local
supermarket, Lenta, across some barren desert-type land also and then down to
Lake Onega where the nice breeze is very cooling and draughty on my by-then
very sweaty head. It’s basically just glorious. I really like running around a
new city. You get to see the layout so much quicker than when you just walk
because running is faster. I now have all the efficiency. And by see the layout
I mostly mean get the feel for what the ground looks like because I’m normally
panting so hard I can’t lift my head and of course there’s sweat all around the
facial area so it’s really like being underwater.
The new abode is pretty cool though except for it being
quite light in my room at night because the alley to the entrance is outside
and well- lit. Although the well-lit part means that your Russki yobs won’t
stand there and mug us as we come home. Or maybe it means they will because it
means they’ll be able to see if we’re worth mugging/see what they’re doing as
they mug us.
You also can't flush toilet paper down the toilet. Upside: there's toilet paper there and not rationed to not flush. It basically just goes in a bin next to it #culturaldifferences. Breakfast is a lovely affair. Me and Sophia have a fridge to ourselves and it's got cheese, bread, pancakey things and there's stuff on the table e.g. donuts and sweets and biscuits to enjoy. It was glorious. I decided to pace myself and just have a cheeky cheese sandwich, hard boiled egg and coffee for breakfast this morning but stuff that. Tomorrow I'm gonna go all out. |
| Flush and Die |
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