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... three times. It is equivalent to how we knock on wood. Definitely more sanitary. Speaking of sanitary, kissing pictures of icons is very popular in the churches, which means I will never question and epidemic again in Russia. Returning to the three spits, to be fair, you don't actually really spit, you just kind of make the noise. If you are interested in learning more Russian superstitions, let me know! We just discussed a list last week in class that I could post as another ...
... for another busy week. Hopefully this week of class will be a bit better.
Until next time! Love from Russia!
P.S. I normally have really, really weak nails, but here I have noticed that my nails are substantially stronger. I noticed the same thing in Costa Rica. What am I lacking in my American diet?
P.P.S. If you have any questions or things you want me to cover specifically, just comment on my blog, send me an email, or facebook me! I'll do my best to address ...
The train to Kazan turned out to be nearly empty. But that didn't mean I was on my own. There was a guy who introduced himself as Michael in the bunk opposite mine. He didn't speak a word of English but we had a conversation in a halted manner. I was absolutely exhausted from all the walking around Nizhny Novgorod so I went to bed almost straight away.
My sleep was disturbed but I felt rested when I woke up at around 6am. I did have a dream that I had flown home in ...
... little that amuses me more than that bunch of incompetence wrapped in a pretty bow and presented to the world. According to the clock, there are about 240 days left until the games, and I highly doubt that everything will actually be completed on time. My amusement was quickly brought down by the rain, though. Perhaps it was karma.
The train to Kazan was one like I remembered it, with beds! I liked being in one of those again, even if I did sleep ...
... onto a piece of rubber that acted as a
mattress and fell into a deep sleep. When we woke up some 2 hours later,
nothing had changed...the hostel was still dark, dirty and dingy – and this was
one of the ‘best’ hostels in Kazan!! We soon learnt why the guy in our room had
locked the door...he was the only guest staying in the hostel and the owner had
some friends over to party over the weekend. The guy was nervous to be ...