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I have to say that this has been one of the more draining weeks of my stay here. Who'd've thought that we'd meet so many people and go to so many restaurants (we've all grown up a bit and are passing on the вечеринки). I've eaten fast-food style borsch and real borshch and beef stroganoff and 'tater cutlets with mushroom sauce and mushroom risotto and grilled vegetables with genovese pesto and and and and all in this week, alone haha. Today we're going to find a new place to eat and celebrate our friendships and plan our returns and our future holidays etc etc etc. I know. I'm writing very long sentences and using 'and' a lot, but what the heck. It's my last day.
Would it be vain to say I've lost count of the amount of times I've been propositioned? Probably, but I have. It's quite scary. Towards the end, not even "I don't speak Russian" made them go away, and they were all to polite to really warrant an "уходите", or "go away". In fact, both Serena and I are always mistaken for Russians, now. It nice that we blend in and the like, but really. We don't speak very good Russian. That is, we speak good Russian, but only a little bit and our studies really haven't encompassed the "How to get away from scary people without making a scene" part. We're working on that. Well... we WOULD work on that, but a combined 15kg of Russian textbooks and dictionaries are currently floating their way across the ... well, I don't know which ocean, but they're floating their way home. Just FYI, the ratio was 1:2, with mine being the 2. I know. Don't say anything. Молчи.
We have broken hearts and broken blood vessels - we have proof of the bruises. We've... I've bought new boots and new clothes and a new bag and and and.. yes. That's where the money went. At least I can share the perfume, mum =)
We have met people from all over the world - every continent - and we plan to visit all their couches at some time in the future. Right now, the deadline for a couple of visits is June/July this year. I'm thinking of going from St Petes to Frankfurt to Amsterdam and then home again. That is, if a decent pay rate and an unchanging (if not non-declining) GPA allow it.
We've laughed, we've cried, we've nearly died from hypothermia (at least Serena nearly did yesterday. Next time, I'll REALLY believe her when she says she can't go any further. Scary. Even the waitresses at Lima looked stunned). We've been sick, we've been well, we've been loved and adored and now we're ready to come home.
We send our love to everyone and can't wait to see you all upon our return.
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